This is a song about "Kill his ass"

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

With his funny ass laugh and his fuckin shitty ass hair,

K.n.b. has more skill the nigga could pull out his ass,

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

That’s what i was sent out to be, log out bitch go beg any witch, sit down and wish

I kill more than the french revolution witch was like off with his head and his and his and his

Bout how kill niggas and slice em up claiming that his

And really don't matter unless y'all coming with

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

Watch it snap on his neck and laugh at his ass

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

Pick his fat ass up, and drag that fag into the kitchen

Stupid ass nigga shouldn't step out his stance

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance