This is a song about "Spit heat bitches and dog treats"

You bitches just spit so much hate

Redbox flow and i do not date

Of a convertible elopin' to get married

Plenty beef to go around and plenty me to stand the heat

Jesus couldn't speak to me and change me, i'm satan, dog,

I scream and jump around on couches while you sit and talk

U look pathetic and smell like some dog shit

The next day you is everybody target

I'm the top dog and you just some shrimp shit

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

And your grieving because you were fucking screwed dog…

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

And you know i got the heat.

We can't catch the beat

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

I synthesize lines like lyrical sorcery, bitches adore the heat im absorbing