This is a song about "Kill it"

We kill all em snitches and we do it fast.

You stood me up and i understand

Hotel suite, room keys is a gift

Kill it frozen bars, catch a cold case focused

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

Let it rain let it flood let a crip kill a blood

I got two whole tears in a bucket

I kill your rep, good luck to re build it,

My rhymes are like an icy blizzard and i kill it

Smile on my face got me feeling like the shit

Rack, rack city shit

This beat, imma kill it

Four out of five try to fake and get serious

It's a thrill to kill unskilled rappers, i call it tough love

But it changed, even though i'm still preteen. i will kill all.

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call