This is a song about "Messy flatmates"

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

You walk in, see the messy scene... and scream:

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

If he don't give me my girl things could get messy

Bet they cancel they date like waking up late with a pimple

Without sounding impractical, murders messy but tactical

Life can get a whole lot a whole lot messy,

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Bloody, gory, messy murders. you should throw her in a burner

I'll beat the fuck out your bitch anonymous, ike turner

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

This one, not so smooth he will not approve, in a messy grove

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

You'll need a bib for this, my kills are messy