This is a song about "Im a murder"

Mother-fucking guarantee ill make a murder scene

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

And it’s over for powder ‘cause they movin’ them pills

I murder every beat with a rap, the ink i jot kills

Murder ya with a babys rattle toy,

You got phat pockets like a fat boy

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

A hunger for murder that shits delicious

Before i turn you into a victim of my murder mystery.

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

It's murder she wrote, you barely heard a word

Capture youthful murder essence, skills? are those a curse or blessing,

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin