This is a song about "Spittin the flow"

The positives spittin that god flow for goddesses

Thick girls, small frame, please watch ya tummy miss

Im spittin like the rock

There must be a god

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Spittin this gritty got you shocked like obama on the debrief/

So i started spittin to get the attention

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

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

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

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

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

You asshole rappers spittin shit in the booth

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

Ain't no gimmick with the flow

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low