This is a song about "Care killa"

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

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

I'm a killa it's true

Knowing that my parents do not care

Cause you slum dawg and i'm the millionaire

Thug life niggas and we be ready for whatever

Vendetta killa who was once a bed wetter

Season opener, finna be there

Scream enough, and this bitch just doesn't care.

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

An anonymous killa like the zodiac stop acting up like cody and zack