This is a song about "Fresh killa"

Carefree i don’t need the stress

That bitch fresh at rich flesh

Seshin on this killa reefa that be the pol pot/

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

Cause we fresh on the game

It’s not a game, hold your dame

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

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

Enouph i still feel fresh

Yes sir, please confess