This is a song about "Instant messaging"

Kill the dealing halls yep no i ain't messaging

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Family stays distant, could kill them in an instant, no resistance

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

You're smitten with this woman, both of you dreaming, into wishing for instant infants

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

The instant anybody disses eleven fierce rhyme missiles follow

Make the world see, for every mc that i see tryna steal flow

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

I steal a fate, deliver ashes, instant cremate.

I'm in the courtroom, screaming 'who dat?' on the devil

Instant retrieval so the spirit lifts the evil/

Of instant elation

Through thick and thin