This is a song about "Fucking kill yourself already"

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke

I'd fuckin' kill myself but i'm already using the rope

Or they will start to fucking kill

Lady at the frank stand will

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

But don't kill six people, maybe yourself if you're worth is

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine//

Letting off two different choppers at the same damn time

Ill kill the fucking game and burn it down like its waco/

Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it i ain't hating though

I love you but wanna kill you, fucking bitch

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

You're weak, you fucking lack meat, already an antique

Man fuck it i got a dream worth more than my sleep

When my words already kill your album.

Well that's not happening captain