This is a song about "Going for the kill"

Me, going to lose? i'll kill you without touching you, verbal abuse/

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

Prayer ain't what i need, i kill for the green because i need the cream

The struggle for the rhyme is real realistically speaking rhymes can kill.

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Kill your crew for no reason

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

Charles manson in the flesh, i kill a nigga for the check

While everybody got ammunition on deck

Call this shit the meal kill

As i light one for ill will

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

To make karma come faster than she normally will

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Not to keep going for me but for the liquor