This is a song about "Joy murder"

Thoughts of bloody murder.

Ay yo you wonder who i are

With intent to commit murder

Of impactful things one can ask for

Like a predator, ill murder you

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

Accountable for a half a million unaccounted for... boy

Than i pop a pill and swallow that shit with an almond joy

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Except ill be commitin lyrical murder

Screamin murder bloodier than gore

You want beef? we'll start a gulf stream war

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

I'm ill and void, still devoid of a realer joy of pealin' boys

Murder verses bursts of furnace heat

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried