This is a song about "I m kill you"

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

Skill to skill, i kill to kill

For real, a nigga ill

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

I"m the designated driver

And i ain't frontin for her

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Don't nobody move when we walk tha streets

I'mma kill you for tellin me that i can't rap

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that