This is a song about "Mills kills"

The chills, the kills, these hundred dolla bills

The fence they was on about my rap skills

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

I gotta feel alive even if it kills me promise to always give the real me

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

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

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Petrified planking and trending mills

And now it's real, the power kills me, how to pay for college shit,

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

My team getting digits

I have over 300 confirmed kills

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

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips