This is a song about "Spy ninjas"

Now everybody put your hands up high

Even if i had to mediate or spy,

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

While the skies overcast eyes spy tornados

That's my specialization/ i spy a perennial liberation/

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

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

When i'm digging in her pussy, i'm never using a rubber

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

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

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

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

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

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

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