This is a song about "I am gonna finish you"

I'm gonna finish you here, bitch, i've said enough

Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims

The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss

Now sing with me: i am gonna cut my wrists

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

I am saze burn others like blaze now gonna make you faze

I am gonna learn a smell that is called suicide death

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Cause i am gonna rise/

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

And y'all be laughing cuz you say am gonna melt

But i'm feelin' my dancei had one pill left

I am a sinner who's probably gonna sin again

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

Nah who am i kiddin im still gonna verbally stomp your head

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead