This is a song about "Killing my opps and makin money"

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

We a nation of hatin' and makin' speculation

Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny

I wanna grow up rappin, makin bundles of money

I only got one rule, no kissing

My divine itching and shrine killing

Let me rideuntil i get free

Take my bus and bust down money

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Talk about race and class instead of profit makin',

The arguments are gettin' loud, i wanna stay

U took all my money and ran away...