This is a song about "Limbs"

I'm murdering instrumentals cause i rap with the conscience

While he sings a ring it shivers my skin numbs my limbs.

Watch as your relatives grab a bag to scavenge for your many limbs

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

I say i put it so deep now she a cone head

Ill use my bare hands to butcher your limbs an snap your neck

Upon other limbs it's looking like a bag of chex mix

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

Limbs his screaming to me was like hymns

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Chop off each limb and toss it in a bag with other limbs

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

From each one of my limbs, by each one of my friends

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

Like the limbs on ya feet, that's what i suppose

Give me black bitches, white hoes, new clothes