This is a song about "Killin ryan"

The emergency room, gettin stitches

Makin' a killin' with this

Killin' imagery, droppin' bitches just like elephants

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Dexxter killin killin tracks

But you don't have a chance

Im always killin in the mic,

Fitted, legitted, hardwood classic

Ryan spits hot fire

I thought i recognized her

I love your ambition

Every song is killin

Eh yo ryan, this ones is for you

I'm tryna learn somethin new

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

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance