This is a song about "Killing arabs"

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Whites blacks asians arabs jews and latinos

More money that mean less sleep

Killing like every single beat,

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

Betraying you baby is killing me

Made a living and a killing off it

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit

And my only fear's a wedding ring

My divine itching and shrine killing

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

Gold letterman last kings killing shit

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,

Overseas, i can put you on my dream team