This is a song about "Killing niggas"

Go on killing spree number ten

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

I had this crazy vision of killing

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Whenever they spit that bullshit they spitting

Whether it was prison or a killing,

I only got one rule, no kissing

Not for attention for killing

But he don't rule a thing

My divine itching and shrine killing