This is a song about "Messy"

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Life can get a whole lot a whole lot messy,

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

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

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

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

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

We self-made but never is an i on the team

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

Without sounding impractical, murders messy but tactical

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

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