This is a song about "Killa bitch"

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Now you speaking my language

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

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

De ja vouz, i could vision my killa crew, more hospitable, consciously

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Got more killa rhymes you just haven't heard em

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit

Now this shit is turning to a habit

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch