This is a song about "Spinach like popeye"

Like countries losing their planes like car keys,

You gotta breathe and be at ease

Stressed like sniping best like exciting blazed like igniting

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Treating us like animals shooting us like antelope

They'd probably find me in the woods hanging from a rope

Superman like daughtry,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Nigga i'm the shit, i've doing this since knee high

Make you go cockeyed see like popeye,

Living like a menace as i'm guaping like some spinach dip

Never been to the moon this reefer will help you visit

And now it's clear as this promise

I like to use the word like love.

Lookin in them papers im like

Cause another innocent died