This is a song about "Messy"

Without sounding impractical, murders messy but tactical

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

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

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

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

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

They said seven tracks, i said fifteen

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

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Look it something they can't ever see

Life can get a whole lot a whole lot messy,

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

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