This is a song about "Spine"

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

The way i drop your spine like i got maestro's touch

I travel through your mind into your spine like siren drills

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

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

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

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

Tied to the pine, with already a broken spine, your screwed

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Like wine, leaking down a vagabond's spine

Been a star since i was back in one time

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Bills to pay, hungers growing, chills run down my spine like snowing

Severed my spine drained my blood then turned cannibal and ate me,

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy