This is a song about "Im going to kill jess"

Im not afraid to kill cops or make fun of fags

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

I walk my way to the top like im going up stairs

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

I accept it willing im going to fuffill my quest,

And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today

Im going to be in your nightmares and dreams of the day

Ima plane hopper, bitch, im going to the top

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

Im not here kill u but ima put your lyrics to rest

Im going to lyricly destroy you

I'm after you bringing traffic through

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Will they kill me while im sleepin, two to the head/