This is a song about "We be spitting"

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

I switch to pistol, diss the system, niggas i'll be spitting bars,

Then push the milk on a slow bend

And we may not be perfect

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

We be ballin' hard nigga, we dont teach lessons.

I'm drinking voltage so i be spitting current on the floor

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

I don't care what fuckin name is written if it is good ima be spitting

I guess i left my dignity up in the cupboard, cause every girl i'm digging

Ill be spitting these bars right untill my last breath

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

Never ever pay rent

And we may not be perfect