This is a song about "Im gonna lyrically kill riff raff"

Coz all of us are gonna kill you

When i get to warwick avenue

Balling, but it’s not a game

Im gonna stay on your brain

We gonna kill you cos intel is all you got

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

I aint gonna kill them off/ imma let em kill themselves

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

"give me your girlfriend or i'm gonna kill ya"

Or let the mob handle that

Listen im so lyrically gifted

Im gonna be rapping till im decomposed

Hoes i need a condom for my toast