This is a song about "Killing a man"

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

In a cycle of death i'm killing gyros

Like a hunter killing a moose in the wild

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

Whether it was prison or a killing,

Ricky is sitting, baba was sitting

Your such a prick your family tree needs killing,

I cannot believe you think you young and tripping

Them niggas newbie bang

Once i knew a good man

.started makin stak..killing killing killing killing killing killing raps

When timbo is in the party, everybody put up they hands