This is a song about "Ryhme killa"

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

De ja vouz, i could vision my killa crew, more hospitable, consciously

Vendetta killa who was once a bed wetter

My pocket's fat, somebody check my blood pressure

I'm a killa it's true

I call em up, they might fall through

Seshin on this killa reefa that be the pol pot/

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top