This is a song about "Dill"

If i could call it a sandwich it would be italian

It's the way we've adapted, though fuck it i made it happen

Or even near to my family

Did the best i could, raised in insanity

Garlic water with the seeds on it hot chili sauce i'm stuntin

I just load up and start dumpin' on enemies; i'm head hunting

Roslanskeet, i'll kill your whole family.

But if so, i'll take the scorn, indeed happily

Now ur stuck in a pickle and this aint no dill

Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill

Or even near to my family

Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity

We were doing okay, we were never stackin' green,

And if you hard then wreck your car and walk up to my crime scene