This is a song about "Kill murder blood rack boob"

Motherfuckin o.groll up in the club and shit, is that right

He told me to fucking kill you in cold blood right on sight

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Oh you murder? i accidentally kill

Trip, and then you never snitch

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

Kill a bitch extract her blood and turn that spell her name in bloody alphabet

It's only blood that you chumps see and i agree, murder is sickening

She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Except ill be commitin lyrical murder

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

We thinkin you got em and going murder