This is a song about "The killa"

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

Ain't no women at the shows

The more battles the better the flows

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Vendetta killa who was once a bed wetter

The bigger the the fun

When it's all said and done

Seshin on this killa reefa that be the pol pot/

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

Call me cocky i love it, baby father a sucker

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,