This is a song about "Wing span"

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

Its too sick, like a ride we span on/

I crave your gynecological region, my legend will span eons

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

Since nino, g-money, the carter, and the duh-duh man

I'm stronger and i'm smarter like he-man on c-span/

I've been dragging on, keeping up, for a span of #two #weeks,

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

To make karma come faster than she normally will

I'd rather listen to these ignorant right-wing people,

About the-na-ture-of-the-world-to-day, the nature of the world today

What you're rappin', it grabbed my attention span in an applicable way

I drink a red bull to get a red wing, flow tight make the dead sing

You niggas is anything, my bitches get everything

Got a twisted plan for a twisted man with no attention span

Bitch i'm in the fucking mall, with my niggas eating ham