This is a song about "Messy hiws"

Without sounding impractical, murders messy but tactical

With some soccer moms where they like to fucking sit and mingle

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

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

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

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

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

Just before they seen my money in the green

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

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

Life can get a whole lot a whole lot messy,

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

When you thinking about breakfast i'm heating up my dinner

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