This is a song about "You can t spit"

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?

Your not to blame i always win i will eat you up and spit you into a tin can

A proper introduction is necessary when your shit is legendary, man

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

It's funny cause most of y'all ain't did shit

Every rhyme you ever spit

You don;t thin anymore

As soon as i walk in the door

Run for cover and return fire

The one who can´t even show a real smile

I'm in plex, i got to munch you as t. rex,

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

All you can do is spit a verse of the truth