This is a song about "Boil"

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

Photogenic, windows tinted, what type of car the ferrari kind

You gone make me flip then split your shit

I'll take your words and boil it,

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

Behemoth brontosaurus bones boil in tar baths

You told me god was the answer

I boil lines under the hot platter.

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

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money