This is a song about "Spit or swallow"

Pop, pop bottles on all these bitches

Spit a poem or a diss

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow

Kiss a dick and lick it little slick rick followers, swallow,

Good think i can spit or i'd be sinking to a life of poverty

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

You're forced to rewrite every line hit, pause, drum snare or rhymes spit

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

Same thing with this music

And swallow semen quick

Just the model, a dozen hallows is tough to swallow

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

To hard to follow, you took a bite but couldn't swallow

You rap like crap it aint like that better u know how to spit or stop throwing shit

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket