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

My rhymes are like an icy blizzard and i kill it

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

It shows i know a bit

I dont watch it i play with 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

And i mean it (and i mean it)

Thus contributing to ongoing credit

All i’m hearing is aids, i ain’t deaf in my ear

When i spill it and kill it and they feel it 'cuz it's real,

I kill your rep, good luck to re build it,

Shop at saks fifth like it's a target

"'i'm readily relishing at developing eloquent elements that i hold in esteem

I kill em all slowly so i can hear them clearly, as they scream wishing it was all a dream,

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

Sulking crying cuz i will kill even you bill even if you got a top block that can chill