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

Still listen to big

Which rap will make you sick

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Don't fuck with chickens them bitches will give you salmonella

As you are suffering i will usher in, a new era

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

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Ill end you will to rap

Can't win with a passive attack

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

Yo you should rap in a comedy show,

We gon make it to the bedroom, i like the guest room

This rap will leave you wrapped like a mummy in a tomb

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