This is a song about "Spiting"

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

Spiting isn't hard for me, its actually a part of me

Spiting on, don't give him a hand, fuck him he doesn't got what you got

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

Hey baster stop battling me (carl c) your master, your spiting some eggs

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

Spiting out rhymes so fast you'll have to take a deep breath to maintain