This is a song about "Care killa"

That people dont even care

Like they not gon' stare

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air

The best part is, you think i care.

Vendetta killa who was once a bed wetter

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

Seshin on this killa reefa that be the pol pot/

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

De ja vouz, i could vision my killa crew, more hospitable, consciously