This is a song about "Killin the game"

I bet you hear that white music

Love and peace but killin the mic

Im always killin in the mic,

On trial for possession of some chronic

My bitch hustle hard and hold a nigga down

Become the king robin killin you for a crown

The game plan, the game plan

They take a loss man

Apb called for killin two pigs in the field, hittin a double

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

So now i'm the lucky motherfucker that'll be killin you off

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

Im always killin in the mic,