This is a song about "Slayin noobs"

Your bitch texted me, wants it now so i had to knock her down

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

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

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

But, it's my own kind doin' all the killin' herei can't lie, ain't no love for the other side

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

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

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

Slayin bodies in sweet reticence

All green nigga pick six