This is a song about "Killing shit"

I snatch your girl if you're slipping

Whether it was prison or a killing,

And where we've come and how we still have to go really far

Thought i was killing shit when my game was just at par

Killing this shit, no closure, burned out like a toaster.

If ya'll don't know ya history ya'll should look a lil' closer

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

Killing like every single beat,

Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs

From an african american stance

Tell them niggas they slipping

My divine itching and shrine killing

You can feel it via spirit

Gold letterman last kings killing shit

I'm killing off,all the babies

I'm sharper than shark teeth