This is a song about "Fill of skinos"

And squeeze automatics after they fill the chamber,

I'd rather you tell me to hit you later

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Fill the library of a college , flying my vision like a cockpit,

Keep going till i get my fill

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

And got her room number, you can find me there

Fill a glass, discussing universal healthcare

I ain't trying to be ignorant

Young retards fill up my teams and

Fill you gas tank with fucking fear

Do not attempt to interfere

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

You're rhymes are as straight as a bowl fill of skittles