This is a song about "Imma kill u"

Imma get deported

So drop the slam and lets get sick

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

Why cry, when i could take his advise,"always look a man in his eyes before u kill him,"

And imma kill the all

By the phone, no call

To kill all over my room. so honestly man i hope u make a change

And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange

So, i just need someone to talk to, kinda rushed

Man imma kill you and pretend like it's an accident

Imma come out a winner

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Imma leave u all with a nice good bye!!

To im chopping of your genitals kill ya mother and father drop u and your

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for