This is a song about "Killing andy"

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Like when i used to be killing

Tired of sifting through my mail i feel like cartwright, bills

A serial killer, several kills, severe killing skills

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Killing like every single beat,

Gold letterman last kings killing shit

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Your going against the mean killing machine

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

On this mission that im killing,

And getting money is the song i sing

Why does there have to be so much killing

Complexion from heaven don't be bleaching your shit

Made a living and a killing off it