This is a song about "Homicide"

He got hit up that same night

In a lyrical homicide

If you don't off yourself then i'll do it and call it a homicide

Niggas is hot when i hit the block, what if i die tonight

Yeah this the illest bitch alive, i love her freaky side

Im commitin homicide, just to stop suicide,

I kill you with this beat, commit a homicide

Y'all could be the star in my ficky spot light

The truth about the homicide and why people are traumatized,

I see yesterday i called you names, and played games on yo' mind

Homicide on 'em, blaow! what's the problem?

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

Its not homicide, if nobody testifies,

And i'm indecisive when the things are light

Gross homicide, both upside in a rose stride