This is a song about "Ready to kill"

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

Just to kill my opponents

I always get high have tome to kill

She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Too stoned to kill a bird/

Where you're known to supposedly "kill"

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

For real, a nigga ill

Ive got no license to kill

I'm on the block as usual

Ready to rumble, shout not mumble,

Get ready to release a debut cd

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

I'm ready to face off against unworthy opponents/

Now momma told me be careful who you love