This is a song about "Fill"

Fill you gas tank with fucking fear

We put a wreath on niggas' career

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

// fill with evil a million people.his voice: the devil is not equal,

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Nothin you could say could fill me with envy/

I fill the stands, ladies think im grand

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank

Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck

Just a sad little man tryin to fill a giant's cup

The tables are turned i can't take this

Fill up the body full of crosses

Lady at the frank stand will

Keep going till i get my fill

Nothing to fill the void of emptiness

Now momma told me be careful who you love