This is a song about "Killed for my kids"

An understatement said that k. lamar was under pressure

Check my records, i killed every single fucking objector!

Got home and see the police told my homie was killed.

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Ogkillah killed, thanks for adding to my victory stack,

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

Hi kids, u called for my name? fuck that, im here now don't even try why, why

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

I remember carving each number of victims i killed on my arm

I wish my bro was never killed(was never killed),

Break himand let him see tha face of a mental patient

And if the chick in my way and hate then the hoe get killed

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Killed by the violent kids equipped with firearms