This is a song about "Imma murder you"

Im telling you imma street fighter,

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

I'm about to murder you with some rhymes

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Murder you notable, murder you glasses

Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

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

But with these hooks imma reel you in

They gon love me for my ambition

Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you

Treated you so good but now imma jew

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

All your verses are perjury, how are you gonna murder me?

Ok i'll make sure you murder this motherfucker

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her