This is a song about "Kill the sife"

Call this shit the meal kill

Lady at the frank stand will

Soon as i come home

C walking in the kill zone

Every time i kill, every time the same.

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

I live for the thrill, addicted to the kill.

I'ma ball, kill, then hit the pen

Aye rich, another 5 on the g men

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

Kill ya, you in the afterlife

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

Your down for the count boi here its first kill

Later bitches, i'm off to kill the haters,

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth