This is a song about "Being an assassin"

Being used to me was like a fashion trait or being killed inside like the assassin snake

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

An unseen being casting universal curses

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

(well yeah) jump like an assassin, you're your own, now kill captain!/

Miami nights, ain't another one

Im a savage beat assassin

You aren’t up to date being an mcee for a bitch is too late,

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

You're on the verge of squealingbitch made catching feelings

They are an illuminati puppet, being pulled on their strings,