This is a song about "Killin people"

And i'm killin' shit like everyday,

When i step off the curb, then, they on they way

Im always killin in the mic,

All you wanna do is get that stick

Makin' a killin' with this

I sit and reminisce

This is a killin spree

She going to borrow some money

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

Killin' off everybody at the top, wack rappers,

Killin' ya out of your speakers.

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Talkin' about hangin' peeps, and killin' blacks.