This is a song about "Killin drillin and spillin"

Now im killin myself slowely, and lonely,

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

I'm spillin' millions of illnesses and i ain't no hypochondriac

Red beam on it like kano back, high price for the volcano rap

Given i've risen my written's and killin the villians on this mission i paved

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed

With split muscles, spillin' curdling blood flows

Took me a while just to write those

Until it hits em, like a mocs a killin' 'em and they're six feet under

This is hiii-power since the eddie bauer, i’ve been popular

Superfly, opposite of basic

Love and peace but killin the mic

You and i are different, i'm killin it and you're surprised

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find