This is a song about "Killing and gangs"

But killing and hitting it off, leave you breathless/

That scary love, never get married love

Soaring around, killing titans and their legions/

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Hoes blow for me, i maestro, shit

Made a living and a killing off it

And killing is a crazy person's symptom

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

Forget the idiot killing and battle with me

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

I put the nigga in his casket

Made a living and a killing off it

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

Possessed, i kill everyone, and started killing myself

Nigga with too much to say, you might make a fool of yourself