This is a song about "On a killstreak"

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

Then put a stamp on a goddamn tramp

I'm curious jorge, fuck what dem whores say

Count on myself like a castaway

I'm a p.i.m.p never trick on a bitch.

And she stripping, go to college

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

Stack a gang of bricks racks on racks get our grind on

Maybe drop a hamilton on a sick domain

I've be stressin in the spotlight, i want the fame

You see now that nigga lonely

Im going on a shooting spree

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Its a funeral on april twentieth,

Then going on a drug binge

Nas told me life's a bitch