This is a song about "Its murder"

It would murder the electronics

They bringing me fish and chips

You feel me now, its permanent, great, now i'm convicted of murder, bitch

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

But i can't cry, instead i'm just a shoulder

I can't ant get away with murder

Thoughts of bloody murder.

She should have invited her

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

Murder his family

Oh you murder? i accidentally kill

So i spend it real fast, cause i’m tryna sit and chill

Well how about i murder you

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

Like a predator, ill murder you

And word i blew off herb i grew