This is a song about "Fill"

Fill you gas tank with fucking fear

A lot of people called it last year

At the end you cant find the shoes that i fill

To make karma come faster than she normally will

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

Drainin' enough blood to fill eighty wading pools where kids could play

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

We got big shoes to fill, and that ain't no small feat/

Get ready to fill up the db, deploy to s3

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

Can’t you see my love could fill up oceans, girl?

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

But that doesn't stop the nasty chicks from saying "fill me"