This is a song about "Love kill"

I'm breathing for a purpose

Love it when ya show me love

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Went home with some time to kill

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

It's a thrill to kill unskilled rappers, i call it tough love

Critics love it, spit it, huff it, still it's rough, i'll kill fears,

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

As i light one for ill will

Call this shit the meal kill

Critics love it, spit it, huff it, still it's rough, i'll kill fears,

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

For real, a nigga ill

Till we will, fucking kill!

Teaming with demons, theyr scheming a kill

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still