This is a song about "Spinach"

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

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

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

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

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

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

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

I can't see your album coming, that shit's like a sucker punch

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

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

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

We skip right to fucking, they call you to do lunch

My fitness is popeye ripping up a can of spinach