This is a song about "Mass murder"

...not wanted 4 murder...

Took the van, went snatch her

I can't ant get away with murder

I thought i recognized her

Except ill be commitin lyrical murder

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

The mass murder mob, with plots of kidnapping cops

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

The type of shit that causes mass confusion

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

I break the mass majority for riches

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

Or understand the dust blocks in there gainin' mass