This is a song about "Smoking kills"

I gotta feel alive even if it kills me promise to always give the real me

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

You a lady boss, now you fly free

You'll need a bib for this, my kills are messy

Cos this is rap game,here pussy sells and skills kills

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

And everybody's having sex

Im a rife, kills past your defense,

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes

I murder every beat with a rap, the ink i jot kills

Deep inside it kills him, knowing that she feels him

In my search for fame will i change? i'm askin

Can only make me stronger

Kills the mother, kidnaps the daughter

It kills me inside and i know you can see,

I got plans for you look in the sky baby