This is a song about "Killing some niggas"

So i say goodbye cause ma niggas killing

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

Killing 'em softly; i think i owe them some silence.

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

I checked some niggas, i checked out their raps.

Check the stats, my team winning

My divine itching and shrine killing

Droppin jackets on the stripper and every single is fifty

All you lookin ass niggas need some originality

I just think i need one night, slightly more if it's done right

Big homie died now im killing niggas at sight

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

Niggas with dirty mouths, you need some listerine.

Now applaud the capo, zeke and santana

Niggas hiding behind that screen like some rays: gamma