This is a song about "Spitting bars with sopheazy"

D.c. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine

I've been spitting bars ever since i was a pre teen

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

Spitting bars of lead, you turn them into gold

Spitting your beats with your so called crew

And all the shit you went through

You a supportin character im bashin ya in the head with bars

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Real g when i'm spitting bars

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Would look at us all the time

A crazy toker with bars that rhyme

Not that this ain't lucrative, but i just need your energy

Last thing they remember is me spitting these bars in their memory

Spitting fire bars similar to flames and napalm

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don