This is a song about "Messy"

Every second tell me how you pressed em at the monte crystal

Without sounding impractical, murders messy but tactical

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

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Life can get a whole lot a whole lot messy,

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

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

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

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

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

Down in miami, with a super ho team