This is a song about "Killin thugz"

Legends are immortal, killin legacy impossible,

To make karma come faster than she normally will

My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch

Killin you will be a cinch

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

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Killin' ya out of your speakers.

Every song is killin

She all on my skin

Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet sweat

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

Killin em softly with words

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

I wanna sit back and relax as other niggas do the killin

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin