This is a song about "Spreading nudes"

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Like a plague spreading the fever your going to feel the heat

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Than i looked like ya dime, cuz you went 'n spreading

Spreading the knowledge, my obligation

What up girl, tell me how you been

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Well, my brotha buddha's been spreading this for ages

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

“hop if your not spreading love then why do you even write music?"

A little more if you spreading, pressure is pleasure

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

And ya pussy was amazing but it ain't worth a couple million

Old school convos, talking bout lotto, spreading advice, always a lot of fun