This is a song about "Spittin the flow"

When bret hart meet brett farve

I be spittin the bars,

Supernatural with the rap flow,

I'm rolling down the window

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Spittin the vocal emission, with a musical transmission

I slay the sickest of foes, spittin' this flow, tearin' mics up,

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

Spittin' primitive like pissin' and dismissin' puttin' the lid up

Living if she is or not

Im spittin like the rock

Never break, took a break though

But i never sacrifve the flow