This is a song about "Killin yall"

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

Yall no nothing about that/ talkin like yall got amnesia

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Yall are brainwashed completely delusional

So high i’m on the ceiling baby

Didn't know you were killin me

While some are killin' it, literally

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

This is a killin spree

She going to borrow some money

Who said i don't rep, i am naija all day

And i'm killin' shit like everyday,

Killin you in all degrees

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze