This is a song about "Troll kills"

Death chills in my reflection, kills through my handshake.

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

The troll thought clown, that seers emcees in rotisserie

But when i see this troller come and troll

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole

You can hear it in my lyrics

Cuz i get kills while you blow kids

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

It kills me inside and i know you can see,

So the devil that drove in her got in control

Dig a six foot hole for a bitch ass troll

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

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

I beat the wisdom tree troll, let chiller pass but action 52 just sucked ass

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash