This is a song about "Im a murder"

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

Accusation of being a felon cause i murder with my pack

Those flashing lights seem to cause a glare

Wrote well, spoke well, no murder in a motel,

Cause i'm sitting here sipping on guinness

A hunger for murder that shits delicious

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

These underground rappers would straight murder for half a verse,

Money, murder, marijen bitch im on that crip tonight

These mistakes are a fact of life, get it right

Ain't get my message, was no signal when i was texting

Envisioning a murder setting in which these fags are dreading

The kids thats a ripper, the murder homerun hitter

Murder bet i wrote her, kudos to the killer