This is a song about "Money and killing"

Walter payton mercedez, sweetness in every ride

I'm killing rappers and throwing their bodies aside/

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

Took me a while just to write those

Size 9 fly kicks

"money and blood don't mix

Yeah, check the stats, my team winning

My divine itching and shrine killing

Killing with words and making your mind longer

And then along came the wrong man for her

Drug-induced teens hear killing and go renegade,

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

Made a living and a killing off it

The real muscle in the message of that

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Made a living and a killing off it