This is a song about "I don t rap"

It's terminally, permanently, seriously ill

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

They giving pounds and that before get the money

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

None of them wouldn`t understand the message i deliver

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

I hope you don seen i just killed this shit

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

If god doesn`t exist then who do i pray to

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

Come get some, you little bum

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,