This is a song about "Killing for crack"

Print a receipt out my ass crack for you to eat.

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Loaded that clip and then said bang, the drama it bring is crazy

Crack the balls,and make jokers laugh as they work for fee,

Killing them with a.b.c's, #ask #him aint' a #accident, no need for an a&e.

And all the extra love that you gave mei wish i could take the pain away

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

Genocide, tell me what is all the killing for,

And i could see you coming home after work late

If there was no knives for killing, i could relate

Prepare for a heart attack when i crack you rappers with my rap pack/

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

Renegades sent away for killing the beat

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete