This is a song about "Cyanide"

Try to hide, you'll bite the meth and cyanide and fight to death,

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Inside an auschwitz chamber, hydrogen cyanide infiltrates ya

Or poisioned from cyanide.

Was he stressing you, wasn’t fucking you right

Cause them wolf gang niggas threw them off the bandwagon like

I fear not death before its my time i'm liquid cyanide,

I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight

Take you by the fireside and choke you with cyanide

Did someone slip me fucking cyanide?

More money to count, yeah you know i’m gettin' right

Swear i fume straight cyanide

Throw your hands to the sky tonight

Passing out cyanide samples, i'll down a whole gallon

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun