This is a song about "Spitting lines"

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

I'm spitting kinds of wicked rhymes, know i've got the sickest lines,

Good evening, uhm, everybody listening

Whenever they spit that bullshit they spitting

I read it, the fine lines

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

Spitting venomous acidity

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

I see the devil grinning, as if he winning

Declared a beef war, got everybody spitting

Lust will have you slipping

I'm killing, i'm spitting

See any resemblance to what you were spitting?

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening