This is a song about "Getting away with murder"

After this battle ill be apprehended, and charged with murder

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

The mass murder mob, with plots of kidnapping cops

Fat rhymes every time, bitch, roseanne bars

Someone bring a dustpan in, the weak are getting swept away

Haters dont know what to say club feel like the first of the month today

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

It's the part ii repetition, murder with guided precision

I'll play with words and blow you away

Ha, okparty people doin' what i say

Getting hit with 1000 bolts

Dvd’s and my dirty clothes