This is a song about "Oh kill em"

Kill 'em witha rhythm, read them your past,

But my plan is to show you that i understand

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

Syllables, killaholic (kill em all with)

But as rude and indecent as all hell syllables, killaholic (kill 'em all with)

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

Oh my, the mind is high like em airlines

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still

Oh you murder? i accidentally kill

If you wanna kill 'em one-by-one,i'm your guy

Tryin'a keep up with my mind, and you wonder why

I aint gonna kill them off/ imma let em kill themselves

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

Syllables, skill-a-holic (kill 'em all with)

It’s a fucking celebration, bitches