This is a song about "Thou shall not kill"

As you shall prosper , i shall capture

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

You just working with the scraps you was given

Killing you off shall be my mission

Couple thou have ya brains scattered like chex mix. im all about a dolla bitch and

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

I lack jungle fever, had to black for the sneakers

And im careful not to waste, one shot one kill on you beaters

I shall but love thee better after death.

Carefree i don’t need the stress

Top dropped down, black on black

I shall entrap, your ass, its fat

Octopussy special effect the wet bitches be banging

While you're down, i shall not feel bad about clapping

Most bitches, niggas call gone real or fake

Nor shall death brag thou wanderest in his shade,