This is a song about "Camden killers"

All these famous serial killers got these sharp ass blades.

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

Weak and wicked camoflauged as killers how they speak and kick it

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Just took a couple pain killers and its a weekday

Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play

Like your a machine without a heart your working , like im talking , and telling you how i feel

#3 my homework's on the table, so now ill never finish it cause the killers here,

I make this music for the track killers, and when my trumpet sounds,

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

You look sweet enough to make a nigga need a filling

This goes out to all the killers on rikers island wishing

Some day i'm going to be kick it with queen elizabeth being filthy rich.

I was raised to bump the illest shit, not a gangstewr but im certified hang with killers bitch