This is a song about "Killing the gae"

I'm killing off,all the babies

You gotta breathe and be at ease

Pops gave me the juice now im killing the bottle

You're reaching new heights, and i ain't kiss you just a little

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

I'm trying to modern drake, that means killing niggas at the gates

In the game killing you with the sickest flows

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

You killing all these jacks?your from the racks

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Killing the cypher twenty five to lifer

People don't condone what they've never seen

Your going against the mean killing machine