This is a song about "Spinach like popeye"

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

Predictable like shit face despicable like me

Like sierra leone.

Blackberry and t phone

Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' guts for lunch

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

Jt: no one to hold her tight

I'm erratic, spasmatic, like

She said, "don't be fucking with nobody

Eat rappers like dahmer and smile like bundy

Make you go cockeyed see like popeye,

In the lambo looking like a fly

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket

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

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Drama makes me really, like liquor like liquor