This is a song about "Takeo spikes"

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines

Now i'm sharpening spikes, to toss it at dykes and broads with their bikes

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

So i can hear the spikes enter his organs 'n' intestines

But, who is to blame when we let them in on everything

Depression spikes inside, i needed someone to help this feeling/

He'll freak out like he is seeing 'em #spikes

I speak to cj often and sometimes