This is a song about "Spit ryhmes"

Yeah, they all convinced but all for shit

Whatever i spit, you love it,

Bitches asses looking like dalmatians and shit

This mortal can kombat my raiden spit/

It pumps propane, and as i spit,

But you're loving mine i am the shit

Bitch you should see my wallet

Got a electrical eel type spit

Competitively spit heavily a heavenly entity

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

Everything that i spit,