This is a song about "Killing moffit"

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

Starts with the killing of you

No commentary my man, i come out swinging

Why does there have to be so much killing

Miami nights, it was all a dream

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,

Killing yo since day one

So now she picks up the gun

Not for attention for killing

Called it an ep, they said i’m tripping

Ricky is sitting, baba was sitting

I had this crazy vision of killing

Whether it was prison or a killing,

And my only fear's a wedding ring