This is a song about "A killa"

Just a warning not a threat

Nobody ain't own us yet

Spit a poem or a diss

Arrogant when i finish

The clientele buy and sell like a pawn shop

Seshin on this killa reefa that be the pol pot/

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

Got more killa rhymes you just haven't heard em

Like a baby without a diaper

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her