This is a song about "Blood killing"

I put some cash in ya pocket

Gold letterman last kings killing shit

You're our own flesh and blood/

Well, um, there's a but

But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans

.started makin stak..killing killing killing killing killing killing raps

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

We're young and we don't give a fuck

The ones you left out, jobs were giving, better living

So i say goodbye cause ma niggas killing

My nigga kato, ready for whatever

Killing raps, cant get any deader