This is a song about "Il"

Il tear your heart out cause aint no one gon pop me,

We came.. way too far pretty baby

But this real, fuck how you feel

I guess that il just have to deal

Io sono il più grande di tutti, no translating, no peaking!

But, who is to blame when we let them in on everything

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

Il bust that tec across your deck and across your neck

Cause il kamahama ha a jugunaut straight to sleep

But all i really want is a kiss on the cheek

Speed up, patience, please cause

But il cut your dick off

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere

He's wheezing out of breath i guess il be taking the chair