This is a song about "Rap killing"

Not for attention for killing

Lust will have you slipping

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs

My divine itching and shrine killing

Bobbing and weaving, spiritual hymn singing

And this will be the song that we sing

Like when i used to be killing

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Whether it was prison or a killing,

Why does there have to be so much killing

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Starts with the killing of you

I really love my miami crew

I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business

You think you can rap about killing these bitches