This is a song about "Fill you up"

So fill up the spaces with the message that is given,

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen

Fill up the body full of crosses

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Here's your nigga, come hear this year

Fill you gas tank with fucking fear

I used to be the most humble until

Keep going till i get my fill

Young retards fill up my teams and

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

It's common i fill my body with toxins you claim i darken

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Born a leader, avid mad-lib reader, you fill in the blank as i take what i rake in to the bank

Got me ready to release the fluid, sensationsit down and conversate like you know me, take my hand