This is a song about "To kill a mackingbird"

You're buying up silvers like you need to kill a werewolf

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

I have empire that are ready to kill a few

Yeah nigga!ay, but peep how my nigga syke do it to you

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

Where you're known to supposedly "kill"

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

I kill shit on a day to day basis,

Telling ‘em to go out and blast off, kill a gangsta,

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

My first kill was my neighbor's dog tied to a tree.

Shawty stay up in philly, shawty was hella pretty

I ain't trynna be forward

Too stoned to kill a bird/

Now take a seat before deezy has to kill you vibe.

Motherfuckin o.groll up in the club and shit, is that right