This is a song about "My lyrics are deadly"

Because my lyrics are draggin' your lyrical corpse across the place

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Stack your caskets my lyrics are magnets to malice on maggots.

Shit on anybody with opinions, you dead wrong

Listen to the lyrics that are written when my pencil's drawn,

After he just got out, 15 years to count

My voice might be soft but my rap's lyrics are loud

And behide em my mind deadly

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Spitting im lyracal my lyrics are something everyone is craving,

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

My raps are so deadly they gave me a license to kill

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill

My lyrics are mistaken for national security bomb threats,

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense