This is a song about "Malice"

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Meanwhile the nation's dehydrated, they cryin malice

My talent's erratic, i'll channel my malice at your whackest of habits

Without my crew and me, slurring words and spitting so loosely but its so fast its

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Stack your caskets my lyrics are magnets to malice on maggots.

Its like day n nite, malice in my habits

Tired of sifting through my mail i feel like cartwright, bills

Those callous eyes that tell stories of malice.

Ohhh, wait 'til i get back to campus

But the judge ignores me, thinking i've absorbed a malice/

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Malcontents in the middle more concerned with the malice

I sip malice, from a gold chalice, sittin' smokin' in the rabbit hole with alice.

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love