This is a song about "Paprika relish"

Kill 'em with a passion,

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

The antichrist, on any night i video tape the rape of anne's delight

Niggas diewhen they try to infiltrate my crewwe never hide, we ride

Okay gay go to hell they will appreciate your rap and treat you well in the hell

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

But where's the enjoyment,

Trying hard to speak and

Wake up in a zombie apocalypse, aw, how sweet/

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Fuck a girl who doesn't want to appreciate

On these jealous ass coward cuz they evil and fake

Black jesus!searchin for black jesus

Just ease away the pain with some weed puff puff,

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

Now its the birth of mcs that bask in the lime light