This is a song about "Culinary assassin"

When it's all said and done

It's the big lip assassin

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

And the impact of these actions, a moral atlas assassin

Im a savage beat assassin

They like talk to em young

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Pass it back, i'll stab and slash it to sushi, sassy sweet assassin,

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

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

Holy crap, man, how did i become the assassin?

Fuck an assassin, it's my passion to go into a spasm/

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them