This is a song about "Kill it"

Took something rough and turn it to a diamond

Let it rain let it flood let a crip kill a blood

Ill kill the fucking game and burn it down like its waco/

I told her i love that pussy, she think we a couple though

Phone home shawty you know you a brother out of here

When i spill it and kill it and they feel it 'cuz it's real,

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

Kill any witness at the scene who seen it

Critics love it, spit it, huff it, still it's rough, i'll kill fears,

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that

Run as fast as you can, stop writin and kill it