This is a song about "Rap killa"

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Got more killa rhymes you just haven't heard em

The real muscle in the message of that

Fo ta lova rap, i always loved rap,

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

Crap thank fuck for underground rap,

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

An anonymous killa like the zodiac stop acting up like cody and zack

Tryin to show off a rap

Whether teddy or pat

They told me i can't rap

You ain't gon find that

See i let my nigga split that

Baby all i do is rap