This is a song about "Drum murder"

My drum sticks brake like i brake my shin

My position improving, not to mention

...not wanted 4 murder...

So it leaves me to wonder

Cuz lighting up all these kids is murder

Ay yo you wonder who i are

It ain't hard to make money

Murder his family

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

You're forced to rewrite every line hit, pause, drum snare or rhymes spit

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

They will always try whether its murder

Lower than my credit score

Screamin murder bloodier than gore

I can't ant get away with murder

You know...you know who you are