This is a song about "Killing thugs"

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

While these thugs outside let the chamber push,

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

My divine itching and shrine killing

Hoping that he's listening

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Great steeple in place to rest thugs

A beautiful 'puffee , killing

This ain't easy, im thinking

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

‘cuz people still remember thugs killing tupac,

Crucifix pieces, necklace with jesus

Another time for the thugs that need love