This is a song about "I kill it i grill it"

I let this one burst of gas kill 11 million people.... blamed it on hitler,

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingohh look in the mirror

The more i rap the more i kill , the more i kill the more it became a thrill

How i seen my life being raised as good as a bad day yet i'm still

Foolish, i be on that new shit

I use it but i don’t abuse it

Now you know i gotta kill it i feel it all in my finger tips

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Beach on the weekend

Kill it, leave it half filled,

But i like you like..like a lil bit

And i mean it (and i mean it)

It's a thrill to kill unskilled rappers, i call it tough love

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Bitch i do it from the over to the kill thats ill