This is a song about "Spitting rhymes with your brother"

Poke out from behind her

I'll get in your brother,

Not too many is touching, double m g this summer

Look, if i have another son, it's your brother

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

I'm going harder than michael around your little brother

I am spitting rhymes out like i am a type of robot

They larry davis me and said i tried to kill a cop

Done with the corny rhymes

All the time with this glock of mines

Spitting your beats with your so called crew

Real recognize real, real women dont know you

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

I'm vicious with the spitting, are you even spitting new bars?

Ain't no skipper but all my bitches is ginger hair

While i'm sitting here spitting rhymes you think its not fair