This is a song about "Killing this song"

Said "how?" "don't trip," but, yo, the trick is wrong

Picturein your smile while writin this song.

Listen, these niggas is tripping

I had this crazy vision of killing

Cuz you f-frontin and f-fakin its just plain wrong

Been faded way too long, ill just sing this song

You're listening to this song

Everyday a star is born

Niggas will find a way to tweak it till the art's gone

You bitch'll need a tampon by the end of this little song

But killing the competition in that cosabella thong

But without any of y'all i couldn’t have written this song.

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

But i mean damn dr g, just listen to this song

Or i wouldn't be writing this song

Haven't seen a girl in so long