This is a song about "Spy s"

While the skies overcast eyes spy tornados

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

Ever since then i had no job

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

We havin’ a celebration, love to stay high

Even if i had to mediate or spy,

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

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

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

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

Me, wale, so hard - as shit

The outline which you n****s out dated

With these macs i've got a bad habit

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less