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

Im gonna rap to prove im good

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

Gotta boner, im gonna cum

Shit, we don't believe none of them

Death maps, in a lion's sense, alliances, are made by riff-raff,

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

So i spit a diss rap without the riff raff and leave him crying in the snow

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god

We gonna kill you cos intel is all you got

We dig the plot and never bury pot

We gonna kill you cos intel is all you got

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

Just kill me. i aint joking really fuckin feel me

It’s hip-hop, not pop

But im never gonna stop