This is a song about "Ill murder you"

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

You mother fucka claim you murder things

I murder you twice, your physical and your spiritual life

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

Mother-fucking guarantee ill make a murder scene

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general

And i'm ill when i murder shit, pages split the pencil,

Nope i've never heard of of you but i wll murder you,

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

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

O. trice always rep his block

I murder you right on the spot

And all the laughter i'd capture after havin' to murder you

Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue