This is a song about "Spinach"

Always asking to eat her spinach dip, then after, we eat her ribs,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

My fitness is popeye ripping up a can of spinach

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

You oughta see this, my modded sneaker is often three much

I'm bulking it up, just like pop eye with spinach

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

Living like a menace as i'm guaping like some spinach dip

Look into your eyes i realize that i like you so much

Will i ever get the privilege of being hated more than spinach

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Lyrical spinach coursed on my main plates for more listening

Try wrap it in spinach, maybe you'll slowly diminish

Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business

Popeye, a-rod, get one for the go, know a nigga on his spinach

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such