This is a song about "Caleb killin"

Small, but you talkin' big

Im always killin in the mic,

Talkin' about hangin' peeps, and killin' blacks.

Slang from dust to dawn, detectives act like they maniacs

Killin you in all degrees

I'm why baby mamas leave

The birds i knew flip birds

Killin em softly with words

Killin innocent lives like abortions

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

Killin' ya out of your speakers.

This is a killin spree

And my kick game beyond crazy

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Killin' off everybody at the top, wack rappers,