This is a song about "Spittin the flow"

Spittin' for the people in the struggles, ready to blow the fuse,

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

Spittin the vocal emission, with a musical transmission

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

By spittin these bars, leave retrieved cars at the dump

Got all these niggas approaching their mixtapes different

Heard that you alright though

And yall niggas right the flow

I need to be the center piece of my entire culture

I'm an automatic spittin bullets hittin the listener

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

The system is fixed, prisons are prisms and so is spittin',

Bumpin c.s.f. in the whip and spittin some carcinogens/

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins