This is a song about "Spines"

It’s me, makavelia.k.a tha don of this whole clique

Or that the other guys wives spines were discovered all bloodied

They'll put shivers in your spines,

There is a light that shines

All the time with this glock of mines

They'll put shivers in your spines,

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Crunch rhymes into web of spun split spines,

It ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

There's stories i could tell ya that would make spines crawl,

Mic in my handi run like marion barberyou haters on the sidelines

I flow cold but my aura brings flames when i spit on this beat i rip spines

Mashed n' clashed with thyme then passed into a vat of rabbit spines

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines