This is a song about "I will kill you in a rap"

Charles manson in the flesh, i kill a nigga for the check

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

In a memory i will remember

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

I shouldn't have to rhyme these words in the rhythm for you to know it's a rap

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

I will leave you wrapped in a bag. after phone your dad,

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad

Kill you then throw you in a whirlpool.

Kill people, burn shit, fuck school

And you all will respect that

Ill end you will to rap

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

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

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

Sulking crying cuz i will kill even you bill even if you got a top block that can chill