This is a song about "Kill bout my niggas"

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

Kill kill kill that's my motherfucking mind set

Pad on the heel that's a passion of mine

All my niggas talk shit but dey can't kill time

I hear niggas talking bout millions

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Uhh, and i'm ill

But,my raps scar and kill,

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

How bout let me kill the track for a second