This is a song about "Spitting"

I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this

Spitting verses like im spitting curses

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

Spitting bars like a technical machine

Simple bar spitting then going home

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

??? ??? ?? with the feeling right

Spitting drips of fire like

Spitting out literary imagery

And i'm going to embalm my creativity

This ain't easy, im thinking

Best believe i stay spitting

Spitting venomous acidity

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

When spitting all of these rhymes