This is a song about "I kill pigs"

I kill for the real it,

Say she told her i wouldn’t shit

Gangsta life,i got too much bitches to kill

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

Isn't a right its more of a decision. haters like gators hating me till

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

I kill ya after this i need forgiveness.

I can teach you all the sounds of love

And you just watching as i kill time

Paid homage to the struggle that's before mine

I aint gonna kill them off/ imma let em kill themselves

Remember popping and locking to kurtis blow, the name belts

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

Fuck a sword, i dont use that to kill,

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

But the pain of what happened i could never fully kill.