This is a song about "Shooting and killing"

I'm killing rappers and throwing their bodies aside/

I'm on my deen inshallah, i'mma get 'er right

Loopy, asking 'why didn't they choose me?' and started shooting in pain

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Say aaah and open wide, im shooting projectiles

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

The way she walks and causes a fuss

That's the way, you can move it baby

Its laying on me and killing me

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Soaring around, killing titans and their legions/

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

You feel it from your head to your toes

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

And killing is a crazy person's symptom