This is a song about "I just killed your ass"

Real nigga, that's just how i'm built

Saying "i just got killed"

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Before i knock your ass right out boy

Bustin the mic i just killed it tonight

My conscious only knew whats half tight

Thinking "how many have i killed?"

Bring my name up, it gotta be mentioned

Lemonade connoisseur life's lemons coming out

If i ever catch your ass playing around

Your life is a product of trash

While i rise take your ass

I bury lightning in your ass

Rolling while im blowing this stash

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

But if i had just kept my head up my ass