This is a song about "Killers thieves"

Making fillers and pillars the ranked killers, when

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

Buying a killing product, giving killers my money, for some honey,

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

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

Then pop the pain killers at a rate like i'm illiterate

We're just teens but thieves and fiends, slangin' drugs,

But most times darling the sequel sucks

You look sweet enough to make a nigga need a filling

This goes out to all the killers on rikers island wishing

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours

Killers walk free, countries having civil wars,

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

All these famous serial killers got these sharp ass blades.

He grew up watching pimps, thieves, dealers, and prostitutes,

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth