This is a song about "Imma kill you"

Try to stop me imma leave you with stitches

I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this

I go, in when i start putting words out

Imma show you what im all about

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

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

Imma tell you this thousand times over

"contemplate", i wrote about her

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Now imma outro, and save you some embarrass

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

The club underwater, have em running out the front

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

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

Im telling you imma street fighter,

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for