This is a song about "Spine"

I just wanna pick you up and take you to a wrestling match

Bath ya in acid while i'm watching your spine detach,

Spine into the digit.. six, he's gone sick,

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

I can change the whole game if a nigga bored

Let's start this #tail off the top! down the #spine #accord

#invisible knifes travel into ya spine, carvin your face into meat

We ain't playing for rings and that trophy i mention before, i let em keep

I wine and dine with sparkling mine, disconnect your spine,

Went and got two maseratis at the same damn time

Until you get so hurt in you’re nerv spine,

I'm like sorry ma, this not the time

Right in her spine so it's no more moving

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Chills go down my spine when we make eye contact [x3]

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense