This is a song about "Joy murder"

With intent to commit murder

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Beaming all joy down to hell as if my name was scotty.

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Murder verses bursts of furnace heat

Racism, sexuality, religion and murder

I'll beat the fuck out your bitch anonymous, ike turner

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

Murder his family

Thoughts of bloody murder.

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

But trust me that makes the joy better

Get high together, left ny together

I put that battery in backs ho small wonder

Racism, sexuality, religion and murder