This is a song about "Killin you"

Killin you will be a cinch

Modify your quota bitch

Killin innocent lives like abortions

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

So you finally got the nerve

Killin' ya out of your speakers.

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Its already one-da-nothin so i'm only killin you more

The drug that they brain need

Yeah i'm killin this beat

Didn't know you were killin me

Hopin' that my niggas see

You and i are different, i'm killin it and you're surprised

Said i'll return but i gotta fight the fate's arrived