This is a song about "Spooky quest"

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

I'm a guest on this quest of blessed and oppressed they suggest

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

But truly i'm spooky, and truly your puny,

Know it won't be the best, but i'm leaving the quest, i'm deceiving the rest

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Sorry mark i don’t want offend your sisters good friend

It's like a quest, hard as bullets from wild west

See i can only love you when you undressed

I'm spittin' freestyle, beat is tribe called quest,

Its somethin they never get, but fuck it i represent

Ima go on this rapping quest and find the fucking golden chest

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

Theres nobody i would be but me and no one can affect my quest