This is a song about "Kill an ppp"

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

'cause i'm on a different level when i kill an instrumental,

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Went home with some time to kill

Ive got no license to kill

For real, a nigga ill

I'm gon remember her, but still

Where you're known to supposedly "kill"

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

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

Haven't slep for days, kill a fucking bitch in an irrational haze

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

My rhymes are like an icy blizzard and i kill it

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

Kill em time rest in peace into an eternal sleep

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat