This is a song about "The spine"

Shredding lines like it's a crime, on my stack goes your spine,

I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line

Chills go down my spine when we make eye contact [x3]

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Shoot you in the spine, trigger a flashback in the back of the alley

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars

Like i took out portions of your spine you want bars

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

Let's start this #tail off the top! down the #spine #accord

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

Severed my spine drained my blood then turned cannibal and ate me,

I travel through your mind into your spine like siren drills

But she ain't really tripping, she's on beverly hills

The way i drop your spine like i got maestro's touch

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge