This is a song about "Highschool kills my vibe"

Spitting verses venomous curses villainous vibe coursing through my veins/

Ye we skate and ye we hate do what we do to dodge the fakes

Needs some kills? then hire us

See i'm breathing for a purpose

Kills the mother, kidnaps the daughter

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Obviously on munchies but my vibe is as tasty as a chutney

And i got a little big, keep it low key

You'll need a bib for this, my kills are messy

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Still i obeyed and prayed i wouldn't update my kills,

High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait

Joining clubs in highschool so they can debate

I can taste the salt from my tears

Now get it vibe ratings