This is a song about "Kill them johny"

I'm gon remember her, but still

First instinked is to kill

Kill 'em witha rhythm, read them your past,

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Ive got no license to kill

I used to be the most humble until

Kill them all, left without a trace,

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Till we will, fucking kill!

Fuck all slobs kill them with a knife bk all day every day crip life

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

Kill kill kill that's my motherfucking mind set

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

So tell uncle johny to make some room, cuz you're bout get fucked by my bars

No wonder she felt she had personalised keys to hells locks.