This is a song about "My verse killed you"

Nasty new street slugger, my heat seeks suckers

My densest frees are condensed in this verse

Haha,i'm joking,it's my soul talking in this verse,

Where my soldiers at, no longer drug dealers

She always in my mind when i write every single verse.

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers

That's why it hurts, my rhyming, never wrote a mindless verse,

On they twitter writing novels, see

I watched helplessly as you killed for me

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

So get killed you little bitch who tried to get rich

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

My spirits dead, like who killed all of the bishops?

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

Stop before you respond, my lryical rhyme, just killed you bitches for the count