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

Maybe if you'd loved me, i wouldn't have turned out this way

I spend it make it right back on a monday

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Media turned justice into reality tv,

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

Turned a boy into an atheist with life books rewritten/

Right now, freestyle or write down, whatever

Vendetta killa who was once a bed wetter

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

He turned into your everyday gangsta

If only i could rap to you

I'm a killa it's true