This is a song about "Killing softly"

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

I'd find that and then speak that softly, i'd have much to say to you,

Ima let her be by herself in peace

I'm killing off,all the babies

To carry 'em softly, not any of my friends stayed there,

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs

Why does there have to be so much killing

Called it an ep, they said i’m tripping

No sympathy, even though hostility is killing me.

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see