This is a song about "It s kill or be killed"

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

Sitting around and waiting for the phone call, will it be or won’t it be

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Like a monica skinded with a madonna spirit

Im in it to win it. i did it. i killed it.

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

Or they will start to fucking kill

Couple of wet whips that i ride like yachts

It doesnt seem to be one his plans or plots

So rhyme a good line or it might even be you

Just me and my two of my dudes, blue man crew

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

Indulging a meal when a toilet's in sight

Bustin the mic i just killed it tonight