This is a song about "Slayin noobs"

Slayin bodies in sweet reticence

She likes the way it hits her lips

And if you got money man the head is amazing

My brains a blade slayin' , every spit is plain sailing

I sound like a whole fuckin band, cuz im using my mic for slayin against the army of dike.

Why every time i leave home bitches thirsty?saying she be with a nigga all night

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Executions deadly i'm slayin' lots of bars sittin pretty with finesse.

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

So they remember me as the beast.. for slayin they hometown//