This is a song about "Spitting some nasty shit"

I'm ripping the limits of quickness when i'm spitting this slick shit

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

So you got some bars, you thinking you spitting heat?

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Cause they know the fatties felt when they preheat, that shit is nasty

For honey, i will live, be a father for the kids

Im still the youngest cat spitting off some tickets

That raps and does nnnt lack at spitting nice shit

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick

Spitting out the shit shit that makes me sick

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Spitting out the shit that make me sick

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

Ripping the limits of quickness when i'm spitting this sick shit