This is a song about "Spy"

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

While the skies overcast eyes spy tornados

I'm a sly spy thigh high in flow that is so nice oh my

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

I'll spy on ya chief, see a gold on top

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

We pull by, so we could spy, then leave a bloody bath

Still stop and i laugh; ma, get them rocks in your ass

Fuck "created equal", hate the people, need "spy detection",

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

We pull by, so we could spy, then leave a bloody bath

"the fucker's there!" but the cop didn't spy the mother bear.

And them which is more of a circus than a fair

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

They call me spy, wonder why cos you y'all die by summer