This is a song about "How drugs have turned me into a killa"

Knew a couple smart girls that turned into hoes for tuition

I start evaluating, then my final intuition

Knowing i can go wherever and get 8 more

Cause ma life turned on me like a damn war///

I'm a killa bomb call me c4, i stay shooting bars i don't reload, i try ta lay low, keep away from

And busting it wronghot shots holla back when you get 'emoutlawz'll sic 'em, bustin back at the system

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

See i'm a nice man but money turned me to satan

Fucked with feeling now the serpent turned into a bigger snake, maybe just a fake.

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

Media turned justice into reality tv,

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

Turned america into a world where everything's intercepted

Vendetta killa who was once a bed wetter

Regardless to all them, i appease her