This is a song about "Imma kill it"

Forreal i'm aggravated that gon' abandon this shit

Imma keep going, til obviously i've made it

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

Well, don't tell me no music, cause imma go do it!

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

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

Throw it up with my hands & imma keep on showing

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

I just wanna know how imma make it to heavens ladder

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

That gal want me ride har

But imma make it far

Thinking you're hot, shit; imma tell you you're not it

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

Swear imma keep it all the same