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

Made a living and a killing off it

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

Killing every sentence, and im slaying every syllable

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Snooping around and killing

Gotta h town girl, codeine sipping

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

My hat is always the color of cactus

Single mothers doing crack and drinkin' to drown their sorrow,

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

Divided families and tore 'em up and saddened mothers,

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

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

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

Except the niggers and the women and the whites who aren't regal

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will