This is a song about "I m kill you"

Keep the bitches on my dick

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

Don't worry bitch i won't kill you fast with my trusty gun

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

I love you but wanna kill you, fucking bitch

Pull the pound, up and down, turn yourself around shorty

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

You victims i will kill, i am rap's damn father,

Whether it's god almighty, or the almighty dollar

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

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

I'm stressed anyway, need it for vacation time

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine//