This is a song about "Spit ryhmes"

You, you, you have to pay for that

Got a electrical eel type spit

So hold this 5th of liqueur and spit

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

I'mma sign that work and release that

You're quiet while i spit

Spit suffocating my breathing

Don't want to be the king

I put the nigga in his casket

Cant find that motivation to write or spit

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Competitively spit heavily a heavenly entity

You talkin nonsense we let that baretta spit

Forreal i'm aggravated that gon' abandon this shit

I see some crazy shit spit,

I put some cash in ya pocket