This is a song about "Ooh kill em"

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

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

I'l kill em, murk em, every time, with a heavy punch in every line

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

Ooh ooh child, things are gonna get brighter

Good love then i can do that for her

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

No girlfriends, i know a lot of bitches

Kill em time rest in peace into an eternal sleep

If you a freak, i can take you to your peak

I'll kill em single handely and rep it candidly

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Yo now watch me kill 'em with the funky rhythm

I wonder why we take from our women