This is a song about "This killer s heart beats gone to heaven"

And left a burden on my soul until i was old enough

I aint just spit in this s*** to sound all rough and tough,

Killer escaping, gone, but she said it was would be ok

I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

I know it's nice to hear this shit to win your racist heart,

Music, i have to listen to music all day long

Time for me to say bye so this rhyme is gonna be gone

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

Im illegal on these beats, a killer on these streets

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

Killing people to get to yourself to heaven?

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,