This is a song about "Murder"

Racism, sexuality, religion and murder

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

We thinkin you got em and going murder

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

Its a murder scene, gore ahead,

Screamin murder bloodier than gore

That fire flow the finest women i adore

Murder everybody with the heavyset flow,

Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though

Except ill be commitin lyrical murder

Can't keep up, get your liters in order

And murder leaves no retribution

Wayne scorching, i'll applaud him

Me and my peeps often meet

Murder verses bursts of furnace heat