This is a song about "Killin niggers"

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

Killin' wack rappers, backstabbin' backpacker fags

Now if you give us a chance

Dexxter killin killin tracks

So it's nothing to finish

Makin' a killin' with this

Im always killin in the mic,

Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick

This is a killin spree

Hopin' that my niggas see

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

I've been putting on mass like all these niggers here to worship.

Yeah, we get this cabbage

Killin you will be a cinch

Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs

For every niggers who died protesting through the streets