This is a song about "Spit flow"

Bout to spit that mad flow while i smoke this tree

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

I spit real flow, all you do is just yell

Hoping you well, i know it's hell

I've got to go and spit a lot of flow but bitch this isn't war,

Do he make you feel important than how you felt before

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

I'm bout to spit flow that are lyrically ill

They all need attention, they call me a g though

Flow to flow sound to sound, my flow is hydro

I'm never faded though

Hiphop, nonstop sick flow

I've got the boss flow, spit progression

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

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

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights