This is a song about "Killin bitches"

I keep my money neat

Yeah i'm killin this beat

And that's why they called you bitch

Killin you will be a cinch

While some are killin' it, literally

She going to borrow some money

This is like love, that you can never get

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

Didn't know you were killin me

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

She likes the way it hits her lips

Killin innocent lives like abortions

This is a killin spree

Bitch, they call it motor city

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Double digits shots when going crazy killin' cops