This is a song about "Im killing this shit"

Cant do this shit, im too fucking talented

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit

As i was sayin im the king of this rap shit

Gold letterman last kings killing shit

Y’all niggas don’t worry me at least a bit

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

Killing the mic while im abusing words,

Im about to pass this shit to my nigga j kells

What the bloodclot, tommy frazier fuck yourself

Im just making this shit up as i go along

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that

Dont know what im saying but i gotta get this shit

Im spitting this verse to you im killing, forget about sinning, cuz im now rhyming,

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring