This is a song about "Crips killin bloods"

If his bitch insist on getting sick

Im always killin in the mic,

Killin' wack rappers, backstabbin' backpacker fags

Harder to quit, the cigarettes and green bags

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

Legends are immortal, killin legacy impossible,

Killin innocent lives like abortions

Had i not been exposed to these things

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

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

What up girl, tell me how you been

Every song is killin