This is a song about "As i kill"

But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra

I'll give ya post traumatic stress disorder as my rhymes kill ya

Solutions are not a problem as my kill reaches

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

I live for the thrill, addicted to the kill.

Obscene the way i kill

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

As a kid thats 3, cursin i ll kill u with just 3 verses

I always get high have tome to kill

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

I try not to obey them at anytime

And you just watching as i kill time

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

Fucking with me ill kill you and your loud as beast