This is a song about "Spilling coffee"

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

Spilling blood of rappers, oh what good fun/

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

The ink spilling at 2 words per second

I could never fuck with spilling their blood into buckets,

Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

You saying you want coffee

Like a motherfucking serial killer i'm blood spilling

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Phone in his hand, coffee in his spleen.

I got a dollar and a dream

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on