This is a song about "Spit ryhmes"

Got a electrical eel type spit

Got her sayin' you be killin' that shit

Spit, spit, spittin calling me a liar,

Quick to grab the fifth and just fire

You talkin nonsense we let that baretta spit

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

Spit suffocating my breathing

Questioning the whole meaning

So hold this 5th of liqueur and spit

Complexion from heaven don't be bleaching your shit

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

Can't beleive the ryhmes i have read

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

This mortal can kombat my raiden spit/

Imma spit this angry rap

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that