This is a song about "The killa"

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

But after hearing mathematics he was water for my quenching thirst

Aroma, strong enough to bring ‘em outta coma

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

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

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

I bring the heat like the

So when ya see me nigga

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

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree