This is a song about "Kill that perv"

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

Kill that nigga like i'm michael myers

Since i ain't in many penitentiaries the best revenge is fuck friends

That cred represents and i kill kings like double motherfuckin' dead presidents,

She need now, she ain't never needed love

When pops a perv, and momma been promiscuous/

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

Sayin' dear lord, can you help a nigga?that last one i didn't want to kill

Paranoia that shit might kill ya

Is written in our souls, africa

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

And also i got beat up and thought that i should kill,

Of the picture punchline figured out, ahh i get you

I have empire that are ready to kill a few

Wanna kill em like i killed that nanny

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free