This is a song about "Being murdered"

I just murdered off this beat, man i guess it's dead,

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

I should have been named joyce, so we can rejoice in my choice,

Then i raped and murdered your three little boys!

'fore you love you a nigga, try loving your kids

I just murdered a motherfucker in just minutes

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

And murdered him, but stand your ground on hot blocks,

Fucked up, hating ass areas in the world

The snitch on the block... is going to get murdered

I've murdered so many verses its getting old

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

You got let loose on the riddum and then you murdered the rhythm.

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Long as she come to me first

Right back to when gays were murdered