This is a song about "Spirit"

The centrepiece of spirit, hence i speak coherent,

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Resurrected your spirit, with lyrics for top dollars

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

But really im possessed by some spirit

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that

Instead of being thanked for his heart and his spirit,

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

The minute your spirit pivots and hits the limit

You know me and my whole squad we so committed

Get it back and shit

Cause im mean like 2 spirit

Winning isn't anything if you don't have a full locked spirit.

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit