This is a song about "Lyrical homicide"

I’m tryna be low key

Lyrical wizardry

Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child

Master of homicide crimes, but never once fined

The truth about the homicide and why people are traumatized,

Locked down in tha penitentiaryfinally lose my mind

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

Spitting till i feel lyrical cramps

Im commitin homicide, just to stop suicide,

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

Gross homicide, both upside in a rose stride

They leave...u-turn...customers, we serve em right

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them

Homicide on 'em, blaow! what's the problem?