This is a song about "Im so fresh ready to kill"

This is like love, that you can never get

Bars so ripe their ready to be cultivated

I said im fly to death, buried fresh, j's all in my casket

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

Yo the clip fully loaded and im ready to explode it

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

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

Your heart was false just like the words you said

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

Im not afraid to kill cops or make fun of fags

But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans

I'm the motherfucking direct devil so are u ready to dance,

Im so fresh with my lines you can call me glade.

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

Cause im dressed to kill, fresh to death, get like me, bastard