This is a song about "Killing spree"

The weak compete, meet defeat, i'm master chief winning on a killing spree

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

.started makin stak..killing killing killing killing killing killing raps

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

Fanatic #spree #of #killing, keep screaming, i torment 'n' tease you

Fuck fame, fuck money

This is a killin spree

I'm going on a killing spree with no precision

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

I'll willingly body them lyrically and carry on my winning spree

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

My divine itching and shrine killing

Quite gifted, ambitions of life living