This is a song about "Kill with lyrics"

Out of lyrics and nitpicks with silly gimmicks.

So here i am at the store for some chips

Syllables, skill-a-holic (kill 'em all with)

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses

Lyrics hotter then lava, spit mixed with java

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

Kill 10 birds with one stone

So beat me to the bone

Went home with some time to kill

For real, a nigga ill

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Im sinister with the lyrics,but you know i'll kill everybody till its just me yelling uno,

Niggas trynna kill themselves with lethal injections

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Come with some kiddie lyrics,

Got racks, ain’t talking tits