This is a song about "Straight killing"

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

Gold letterman last kings killing shit

I had this crazy vision of killing

Dont act surprised, my ex prolly listening

Bobbing and weaving, spiritual hymn singing

Why does there have to be so much killing

I'm killing off,all the babies

Gotta go, let her leave

My divine itching and shrine killing

But he don't rule a thing

Denim front been still kickin' ten zero

I'm as straight as straight needs to go.

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

17. now i'm willing to get killing,