This is a song about "A killa"

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

But this bitch really think that i'm 'bout to buy her dinner

I can do better without you

I'm a killa it's true

Seshin on this killa reefa that be the pol pot/

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

Your a show without a channel

This bag is from seattle

The science and the art, africa

A store that dosen't get a

And busting it wronghot shots holla back when you get 'emoutlawz'll sic 'em, bustin back at the system

I'm a killa bomb call me c4, i stay shooting bars i don't reload, i try ta lay low, keep away from