This is a song about "10 kills"

10 fives, 5 tens, 8 twenties its nothin!

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option

It kills me inside and i know you can see,

She said, "don't be fucking with nobody

Im a rife, kills past your defense,

Roll up niggas be like sex

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

And now it's real, the power kills me, how to pay for college shit,

Cuz i get kills while you blow kids

So here i am at the store for some chips

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

Quick im hear for kills and a man of my stature is to much for you to handle