This is a song about "Killers thieves"

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

Buying a killing product, giving killers my money, for some honey,

Killers walk free, countries having civil wars,

So i went down south but i ended up north

Then pop the pain killers at a rate like i'm illiterate

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

Now i'm back on my grizzle, a plethora of strippers

If you come up and hang with my crew, you're walkin' 'round killers,

Ghost and obnoxious youth, pimps, dealers, thieves,

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Quick masterly thieves purloining precious goods

Started out a winner obsessed with cold hearted killers

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse