This is a song about "I ll kill you hoe"

I'm always cheesin', smile for a reason

My anxiety"ll kill me in the long run/

Talk shit you ll get an axe to your cheek walk quick

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

As a kid thats 3, cursin i ll kill u with just 3 verses

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

U ll regret cos i ll give ur ass a nice red glow

You see the devil is alive but he work slow

You ll catch some mean lumps

He dont want the diamonds

You can call me ll j cause im losing my cool

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

Ya boy said suck it hoe, suck it hoe you know you want this (know you want this)