This is a song about "Killing for lil sis"

If there was no knives for killing, i could relate

We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Renegades sent away for killing the beat

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

Push comes to shove now this ain't for play, want a war, i'm the killing plague

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans

Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs

Just gimme a lil' consideration for this occasion

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

You left in a bind baby sis crying

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Industry should be embarrassed for signing these lil wayne inherits

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence