This is a song about "Baby killers"

Killers walk free, countries having civil wars,

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Baby mama a weed head baby barely eats

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

They ain't killers they're a sleaze

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

All these famous serial killers got these sharp ass blades.

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids

All these famous serial killers got these sharp ass blades.

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

Hold up i'm your baby.

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free