This is a song about "Andy warhol"

...not wanted 4 murder...

I don’t care where ya are

Suspect niggas don't come outside

Shotgun in the drop made a right

I can't keep running away

Now they suspect fowl play.....

But i still prove my skill is clear

Y'all all passe, stuck up on last year

Even if you walk on air, you will not fall

They ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

Then all i really want is for her to go down low

Just to pay to eat and sleep with fuckin heat on tomorrow

Killing people to get to yourself to heaven?

But it was africa the continent we all came from

You hurt me when i was down but now it is my turn!

But with these words, i'm as free as an intern