This is a song about "Never killing"

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Killing these niggas off quick

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

Go on killing spree number ten

You gotta breathe and be at ease

I'm killing off,all the babies

Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening

Whether it was prison or a killing,

Feeling dilla, never killing with the gun play.

The home of marvin gaye, that's all i gotta say

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

I'm never picking sides, these picket signs are killing wicked minds,

Killing these motherfuckers because i'm superior.

Whether watching for the feds or avoiding the grim reaper