This is a song about "Spurs"

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

It occurs to me / the spurs were beat the heat better disperse for me

I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember

The finals like the spurs,as miami likes to stir,

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

You can't handle my heat like the spurs in the moment