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

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

Fuck it , kill me so i can see my ma in the sky

But it wasn't, i kill a dozen rappers when i'm buzzin',

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Yo fuck that ain't nobody fast as me, i'm mentally retarded drinkin gasoline

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

I know i’m 'bout to kill it, how you know? i got that feeling

Its easy on tv make them believe what they be seeing

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

To go kill himself but freddy said "i think it would behoove ya

And my momma keep smoking that shit

I dont watch it i play with it

Im in it to win it. i did it. i killed it.

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that