This is a song about "New york drill"

Grab a new bitch after i finish the drill her like im a construction driller,

As long as when the check came they got first dibsnow brenda's belly is getting bigger

You better get yours fore i reach mine

My state is right, new york, the best with the rhyme

My ass funky like a cab driver in new york city, pass the class,

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

That we’ve been confined to, so the corporate won’t make decisions

I travel in a new york minute and keep it movin like pigeons

Why? cause reading your shit's like taking my teeth to a drill?

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

I'm a sociopath who love to drill,

Like a male version of lauryn hill

Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill

Into linen cloth don't forget about the drill

Mentally ill, i'm 'jeffrey dahmer' with a drill,

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill