This is a song about "Fame kills"

I'm passed the hall of fame/

Your body's right as rain

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

I have over 300 confirmed kills

Probably be dirt rich and worthless

Needs some kills? then hire us

Death chills in my reflection, kills through my handshake.

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid

Only those who's currently in fame.

Here i go again, falling in love again

And you cant handle our fame,

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

It kills me inside and i know you can see,