This is a song about "King kills"

Death chills in my reflection, kills through my handshake.

Just ya picture though, you still taped in a lake

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

And it smells like burger king.

I worried if i'd pass that, but i raised the bar, and this time kills,

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

A serial killer, several kills, severe killing skills

The undeniable rise of a king

I think it's only right, hoarse and everything

And everybody's having sex

Im a rife, kills past your defense,

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Someone drugged me too many pills which i hope succeeds to be the thing that kills

Still i obeyed and prayed i wouldn't update my kills,

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits