This is a song about "Kill them johny"

For real, a nigga ill

Till we will, fucking kill!

Where you're known to supposedly "kill"

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

New love is so beautiful. time just makes it ugly

Tell them bitches in the place to kill the enemy,

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

Kill kill kill that's my motherfucking mind set

Kill 'em by old skool flow,let them down on a floor

And i don’t wanna be a playa no more

Kill them all, left without a trace,

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Above all love to see them suffer, next kill i'll be rougher, tougher