This is a song about "Master of homicide crimes but never once fined"

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

My rhymes, new york states of minds, lyrical crimes, in fact

People dying all day homicide suicide its just the role of life,

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Grand master of arson but not the only thing in my arsenal,

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

But there's no pleasure in being the ender of a life that you once treasured

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

To all the painful wounds i salt on all the victims of my crimes,

Gotta give it to you girl you're one of a kind

Master of homicide crimes, but never once fined

I'm gettin' tired of moderating and fightin' the crimes,

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

By bootin motherfuckers like a shootin star

Never once thought i'd ever get this far