This is a song about "Killing pussy"

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

I look like a freakin' wuss, a pussy

In my drawsring, ring, ring

Like when i used to be killing

You think i'm scared of you, pussy?

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

17. now i'm willing to get killing,

I only got one rule, no kissing

Pussy ass bitch, or do you prefer pussy ass snitch.

That wasn't bullets, that was copies of bastard, you bitch

Whether it was prison or a killing,

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

.started makin stak..killing killing killing killing killing killing raps

Mic defibrillator give you haters heart attacks in advance

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

I think you're a pussy