This is a song about "Very skilled assassin"

I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star

Youre posted where its one star, somewhere very very far

I don't feel very blasted

Me and you just need to talk a bit

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Im a savage beat assassin

Savage, a placid assassin stabbing your back with a jagged pole

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

It's the big lip assassin

Are very, very rare

They be like where

He was in for thrill, he was skilled.

You know i stick to the script

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

Pass it back, i'll stab and slash it to sushi, sassy sweet assassin,