This is a song about "Killing drowning stabbing shooting"

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

Except feel the pain stabbing through my heart

Drowning motherfuckas need oxygen

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

Now i left my "competition" drowning behind

Pray you rich in confidence, now i'm paying you mind

Stabbing and gashing at me, thrashing my arms and motherfucken knees

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

While drowning you i'm crowned king,

Man, straight and no fucking

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

Straight stabbing rap, right in the back

Plottin' don’t even worry

Im going on a shooting spree