This is a song about "Zodiac killa"

I'm fucking original, ask leo, my zodiac,

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

I'm a killa it's true

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

Got more killa rhymes you just haven't heard em

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

The zodiac breathes but, they'll never catch me cause