This is a song about "Drill"

I must be goin' out my mindlike i'm up against the worldthis guerilla team of mine

Im on my drooly gooly shit,call me rl stine, pull out the power drill take ur spine,

Fill the clip and drill 'em and then screw 'em, shit's a missile,

I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle

To make karma come faster than she normally will

See this whole industry is fake but they seem to know the drill

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Into linen cloth don't forget about the drill

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Now it's a catch 22 and this ain't no drill

It's terminally, permanently, seriously ill

No i ain't got a deal, but its part of a common drill

I chill now, cop a lil' ice later

Killer, like a thriller,when i drill her,