This is a song about "Spots"

They all see my life from a childish position

Will provide lots of nice spots where we can smoke in

But count my clouds, couple spots from number nine,

On the sofa, poppin' bottles, at the same damn time

Jordan belfort leopards don’t change their spots

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

Got that deep love

Blind spots of opponents

On hot blocks, to pop rocks, hot shots for top spots,

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

And i be pokin' bitches all in the right spots

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Reserved spots for our casting lots/

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots