This is a song about "Killing niear"

Girls fast how jamaicans run

Killing yo since day one

Bun b, i’m underground king

I'm killing, i'm spitting

Go on killing spree number ten

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

Like when i used to be killing

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Show ‘em how much they really mean

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,

Not for attention for killing

Quite gifted, ambitions of life living

Killing raps, cant get any deader

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for