This is a song about "Ill murder you"

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

You mother fucka claim you murder things

Well how about i murder you

It's jungle when the niggas in zoo

You see i promised that i'd never change

Ill ravage you with a rampage.

The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder

We thinkin you got em and going murder

And lyrically and literally murder you like i'm supposed to

Cabo to jamaica every weekend honey moon and you

I'm wale, the prescription

Ill beat you into submission

I murder you right on the spot

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop