This is a song about "Spilled"

I still remember the moment, at lunch time when you spilled my tray

N-i-c in rikers island, downstateall the peoples i met along the way

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

Ur tracks mashed and done for and bloods spilled."

How much blood was spilled, some thousand liters

I need my respect, you can keep all the features

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

I've spilled the blood of rappers before hopsin's out of bed/

Then blood gets spilled all over the pancake

City national bank evolve into shape