This is a song about "I killed you with my legendary skills"

Rap skills when i cap kills like gangsters with nap pills

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

If you can't look up at yourself

Too legendary i dont need no wealth

You will get all the votes probably but know i killed you,my skills fueled on beef

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

I watched helplessly as you killed for me

I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches

To bad dummy you ain't got skills to back it up with

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

Always am involved with the skills i release

I wish my bro was never killed(was never killed),

She woke up naked and then cooked both of us breakfast

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

My rhyming skills are mine and ill, i'll leave you climbing hills,