This is a song about "Kill this niggar"

It's a cycle like a cypher, man it's trife in this, kill,

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

On the streets this kid ain't afraid to kill

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Trying to get his life together, or what not

This walkin' time bomb has enough bars to kill a mob

God willing i'll proceed to a good husband

This ill shit will kill quick it's no incident

This old bastard will kill me?

My slight fo's just talk dirty

And it begins to phase him more each day

I'mma' kill you for puttin me down in this way

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

I'll fuck this game up, kill this bitch and make a living mannequin.