Should I Killer

To the people I might offend with this song, forgive me

It's just, some sick shit that I was thinkin'

When I was dealing with some real shit

And it's called "Should I Killer?"

I can't hold her, I can't control her

Could I? (Killer!) Should I? (Killer!)

If I can't grope her, I might as well choke her

Could I? (Killer!) Should I? (Killer!)

The condom busted, upon this fluff chick

Really bomb and lust when vagina's thrusted and I'm disgusted

Can't come in the club bitch, dumb nigga trusted

I won't hit a gust quick, son should've clutched it

What he spit, what he gunned this let it in her rump and erupted

She say she know no pill, she stay thinking on your scrill

She know you're sold your mill and you Tecca Ninna with the solo deal

So what you think she's thinking?

If you fertilize the pink one, sinking your linking

Nothing but the jinx, now I gotta write her off like an ink pen

If she fattens, she said that it won't happen

Steady laughing at him, mashing, splashing ass, should've had it fastened

Night is over now, she ain't showed around, town about a month

And I gotta call saying she gotta tote around

Something extra from when I sexed her

My nigga, that's the, moment I had a heap, a whole plethora

Of homicide thoughts... Can I kill her? Why not?

Cause if wifey find this out, she's gonna take everything I got, nigga

Killer shit, I played it out, abortion, yes, I paid it out

But every time that I call to see if it's done, it's like she waited out

Like, "I got to be further along to get that"

"Somebody's calling my phone, so hit back"

I guess I've been having a dome to click clack

Bone to pick, that's wrong to sit back

And let yourself protrude from something else, no food

What, you're gonna tell your dude that you're having my baby?

What the hell? That's rude!

But you took my money and all my calmness from me

But you reassured me saying she's gonna be taken by her mommy

When her mama took her, she said it kind of shook her

When her mother cried and told her that God had wanted this baby to push her

To be a better person, read a verse, then yeah they burst in tears

Dead is certain, I ain't shed and cursed in years

And as sick is here, make a nigga wanna drip a tear

Man, this is fear, cause I already got kids and the missus near

So I'm vicious, steered, twisted admist this wicked fear

Think I'm gonna clip this weird chick

Really quick and the bitch just disappeared

If I kill this woman, I gotta apply my stealth

Cause if my family finds out, wave bye-bye my wealth

And if her family finds out, they're gonna make this guy cry help

I guess it be way, way easier, for me to just die myself

(Hey, just calling to let you know, everything's done, my mom took me)

(You know, if you really loved me, you would have let me keep it)

(Alright, talk to you later)