This is a song about "Grillin and killin"

Talkin' about hangin' peeps, and killin' blacks.

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

Fuck healing i'm killin and sinning, shove venom in cuts

European model white bitch is eating donuts

Me and zylo always be killin this shit

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed

Given i've risen my written's and killin the villians on this mission i paved

Sippin' and killin' em, liquor is sendin' 'em, kendrick said to take the drank,

Cause life's a tasktrying to earn some cash without that burning mass and still i ask

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

To him killin is funny, laughing as his victim lays bleeding and sobbing

Killin em softly with words

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

Grillin shit out of the fridge and we don't know how old,

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed