This is a song about "Killing snitchs and diggin ditchs"

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Soaring around, killing titans and their legions/

Now i cocking meth and killing cops

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Made a living and a killing off it

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

I'm killing rappers and throwing their bodies aside/

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

But killing and hitting it off, leave you breathless/

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Killing with words and making your mind longer

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

And killing is a crazy person's symptom

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

And i'm coming and i'm killing to make your life depart