This is a song about "Boil"

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

Ill boil your insides and cook you alive, oxygen deprived,

Stress will make your blood boil, lock you up you see.

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

From the jungle, fam, where niggas bundle grams

Behemoth brontosaurus bones boil in tar baths

I boil lines under the hot platter.

Huh, i can't interpret her

Shop at saks fifth like it's a target

I'll take your words and boil it,