This is a song about "Multiple words"

And if you're immortal, that just means i can kill you multiple times

I'm not saying to go out and do some stupid shit, commit crimes

Killin em softly with words

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

And i can't help but stare, cause

And broke multiple laws

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Of multiple prisms tripping like i'm off balance on a rigid

No time to relax, one false move and they get multiple whip attacks

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

Thats multiple different figures

Talking of the gods you serve

Suffering from multiple doses of psychosis mama said i need a diagnosis

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

Knifes, axes and multiple varieties of gun