This is a song about "Kill me now"

Your bitch, she ugly, i kick her out the bed

Will they kill me while im sleepin, two to the head/

I go dough let around, my ho slow head around

Feelin' more doubt now? kill your worn out sound.

Educated to kill and now they call me ender/

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Acting like they can kill me, rapping like they can harm me,

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

My raps are so deadly they gave me a license to kill

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

Cause im dressed to kill, fresh to death, get like me, bastard

I wish i could kill every fucker that lays eyes on me

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Me and my homieskick it like everyday

I'mma' kill you for puttin me down in this way