This is a song about "Killing and winn"

Made a living and a killing off it

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

Drug-induced teens hear killing and go renegade,

But killing and hitting it off, leave you breathless/

I pull up in a ghost, hundred on my necklace

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

And they thought drugs were killing the youth (ha, ha, ha, ha)

Its laying on me and killing me

I swear they think i'm crazy

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

Forget the idiot killing and battle with me

Let's have a toast for this new love

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

Mercury into your son and killing civilians with our troops