This is a song about "Killin nigga"

Lies, tangled with fiction

Every song is killin

Now i don’t know if you was trying to check

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

Fuck that now trying get the money

This is a killin spree

Yeah i'm killin this beat

What do i really need

Killing these niggas off quick

Love and peace but killin the mic

Killin' wack rappers, backstabbin' backpacker fags

We getting money, you can face the facts

Didn't know you were killin me

I’m a hustla, baby

We pray while we prey on competition

No benson though, cuz the vibe he be killin