This is a song about "Butcher"

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Like a butcher i like to cut it up,

Mine? type: nice. light come off the white ice

I felt a butcher knife slash at one of my thighs

Cause my words will stab you, like a butcher knife/

We will never die, we are forever alive

I took his butcher knife and jabbed it into his spleen

I be ahead of these niggas last king guillotine

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

Ill use my bare hands to butcher your limbs an snap your neck

Just to let you know, you are

Your balls necro butcher

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

Somebody call the butcher, i'm going ham in the booth/