This is a song about "Killing niggers and rapeing mothers"

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

While im dishing out all of their wishes and burnin em faster than niggers in

And i ride for any nigga who believe in the shit

Foolish kid's / cussin' to their mothers, and we're cool with it

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Killing with words and making your mind longer

Made a living and a killing off it

Gotti here, i’m in this shit

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

Made a living and a killing off it

Divided families and tore 'em up and saddened mothers,

Girls will love you for your cross they ain't jesus lovers

The unconditional love that we share for our families and our mothers

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Single mothers doing crack and drinkin', it's the hunger sounds,