This is a song about "Lethal gaming"

I'm lethal like an automatic, the illmatic sequel

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

Beats heavier than kilos, deadlier than weapons lethal

To make karma come faster than she normally will

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

Until they see a forbidden fruit that looks awesome but lethal//

My bars are lethal like barbiturate drugs

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

I'm hollow, my soul is simply cold, and it's lethal

Porn star head, she gon’ suck it like a sequel

There has to be a place better than this, in heaven

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

Played soccer with evil, stabbed the lethal beetle

They just need convincing like malcolm little