This is a song about "Spit baras"

Now say fuck them other bitches them hoes ain't shit

My brothers out producing beats i gotta spit

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Got a electrical eel type spit

I see some crazy shit spit,

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

Got a electrical eel type spit

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

I'll spit about money,life,women, i spit all kinds o' stuff

Spit buttery, need listerine

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Smoke one, spit another,

Spit venom, rattlesnake

We both had dreams of being great