This is a song about "Ill murder you"

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

I'll spill your guts and i'll murder you till your last breath,

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Except ill be commitin lyrical murder

Like a predator, ill murder you

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

Of impactful things one can ask for

We thinkin you got em and going murder

I murder you right on the spot

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

You just hatin cuz my flow so ill

She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still

So here comes malcolm sex to murder you

I really love my miami crew

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Ill murder all of you while your dick is inside, go ahead and sue