This is a song about "Slay"

But in the end you niggas will either love me or slay me

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

Filled with sorrow till tomorrows breakaway a mess till i slay

The-na-ture-of-the-world-to-day, the nature of the world today

No days off and that's even on a snow day

So your next to slay i do it with no delay

I murder, slay torture beats to work the game morbidly!

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

Spray arrangements made to slay and drain their brains 'til they insane

The cloth from which we came me and them is not the same

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Makes it okay to slay 'em day to day, i pray and pop rocks

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

You woman are cray, but hayyyy! i'm here to fucking slay.

Watch as i transform, jamie lanister form and slay the king,

I fly em, i’m outta reachcause denim is everything