This is a song about "Messy flatmates"

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

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

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

People don't condone what they've never seen

Life can get a whole lot a whole lot messy,

Mommy all on me cause i'm touching her belly

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

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

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

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

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

Without sounding impractical, murders messy but tactical

He thinks aw, forget it, its so insignificant and little