This is a song about "Killing verses"

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Not for attention for killing

Creatively writing verses, basically spitting sermons,

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

I got verses, like a bible

Standin on a table

Snooping around and killing

This ain't easy, im thinking

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Have you got talent? ambition? skill beyond verses?

Always knew where the pot was

And spit the wise verses,

He curses then reherses his best rap verses

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

I’m way harder than the concrete

Murder verses bursts of furnace heat