This is a song about "Kill meek mill"

First i have potential, now i got them answers

And god says the meek will inherit the earth.

I'm gon remember her, but still

Call this shit the meal kill

They offered me a mill, just starin' at the old duck

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Ive got no license to kill

I never use a fork i always spoon her

If i get a mill it's because of my own hunger

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

When i was nineteen i really had whole mill

She was popular, but i was shy and meek. a boy viewed as weak.

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

See your meek, weak and your future is bleak cuz im lebron james and i am bringing the heat.