This is a song about "Killin niggas"

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps

Killin' wack rappers, backstabbin' backpacker fags

No benson though, cuz the vibe he be killin

Look, they gon love me for my ambition

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

Killin you in all degrees

But in the meantime it's lights please

This is a killin spree

Bitch, i might make you my baby

Got a sign on my dick

Im always killin in the mic,

Every song is killin

What up girl, tell me how you been