This is a song about "Kill for you"

Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly

Luck is gone for you mister kill a cop ain't steady

Coz all of us are gonna kill you

When i get to warwick avenue

I'm tryna learn somethin new

Cause i'll fuck around and kill you

It's really not an issue

"hey, fab, i'mma kill you"

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

That’s rock bottom, when life makes you mad enough to kill,

Kill you then throw you in a whirlpool.

But she forgot about the golden rule

Kill a babysitter and hire a gravedigger for my motherfucking nigga,

But it won't make no difference when i rip this verse and collaborate tonight/ and uh