This is a song about "Rap money fame kill"

The more i rap the more i kill , the more i kill the more it became a thrill

Isn't a right its more of a decision. haters like gators hating me till

Im gonna kill again next time, with my another rap.

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

Way too big for my my fucking jeans

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

As i light one for ill will

Rap games fable, gain fame i'm able.

And now these geechi mother f-ckers all know my name

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

Even with the money and the fame

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Money is the misson/ fame is just a given