This is a song about "Killed you funeral"

Those flashing lights seem to cause a glare

Ask me how she was killed, do you dare?

They giving pounds and that before get the money

I watched helplessly as you killed for me

You think you killed it but my ass isn't deceased

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend

You cant touch my skill,if you try youll get killed,

Every day's harder, ain't nothin here promised

Dressed in all black, 'cause you whack bastards killed rap.

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Killed you before you came out of your mothers whome boom bitch i'm here i probably

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

For being cocky get now you get killed for that

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

Then for efficiency we shoot up ya funeral