This is a song about "Killing for crack"

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Been killing hard for 5 years, no one has ever caught me,

If there was no knives for killing, i could relate

Our vision never changed, we self made

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

He killing niggas and bitches gotta look out for this guy

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

I earn constant feedback, i don't earn for coke and crack