This is a song about "Me killing you"

You may not know me, but im killing beats

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

No sympathy, even though hostility is killing me.

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

The quibble's irony killing me, free of hyperbole

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Im a killing machine aint no one gon stop me,

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

The pain that's obviously real up in me, really killing me.

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

The pain that's obviously real up in me, really killing me.

But real freaky in tha darkplus i got some enemies, baby

Been killing hard for 5 years, no one has ever caught me,

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party