This is a song about "Spot head"

But who am i to ask, it ain't my spot

I can only imagine, uncle bob

So don't be surprised when i eat your liver, on the spot

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Since i put you on the spot

To y'all minds i'm like a uk clock

I know you just doing your job

Skills for the second spot

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

All trying to make it in the number one spot

When i'm on it, on it like my job

I could get you shot, on the spot

Got yo girl in the spot

Would they mind? umm, well, of course not

Same clothes for days, same spot for months

Blew twenty bands in that king of diamonds