This is a song about "Crips killin blood"

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Not a nigger, not a blood, never been witht the crips,

Teach you how to rope a chick

Im always killin in the mic,

Every song is killin

This is my ambition

Killin' ya out of your speakers.

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Im always killin in the mic,

Killing these niggas off quick

Killin em softly with words

That try to chase these skirts

Killin' wack rappers, backstabbin' backpacker fags

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance