This is a song about "Spit in my mouth"

Secret society all we ask is trust

Rocks in my mouth serve as a testament.

From the projects to the penthouse

My bullet will get stuck in your mouth

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

Ma god i miss your nipples in my mouth

Shout out to mid-majors, who forget what they major

I spit rough,mouth close pencil and hands on paper,

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck

The throw up in my mouth i'm gonna chuck