This is a song about "Got away with murder"

But thing is i can get away with murder here i mine as well be the mayor

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I make forty-some dollars a day

And shots at the niggas that got away

But five years from now i bet she see

Got me feelin washed away like haiti

Lyrical pictures, they used to have a windowless vision

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

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

We thinkin you got em and going murder

Run away get away ye's got a gun

Grab a nigga and take me to heaven