This is a song about "Smoking kills"

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

Still i obeyed and prayed i wouldn't update my kills,

You all niggas ain't even on my level

Kills any body with just his pencil.

Eight in the evening and we're up smoking

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

It kills me inside and i know you can see,

God mc oh my god you gotta see

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

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

I worried if i'd pass that, but i raised the bar, and this time kills,

When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state

Death chills in my reflection, kills through my handshake.

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

A serial killer, several kills, severe killing skills