This is a song about "Murder a bitch"

And jade's a fucking acrobat, i'll flip her on a mattress

Ready to murder you like 2pac, roll a blunt, smoke your ashes

A hunger for murder that shits delicious

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

And she stripping, go to college

Stop actin like a little bitch

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

You feel me now, its permanent, great, now i'm convicted of murder, bitch

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Mother-fucking guarantee ill make a murder scene

See these little niggas rappin' to rap, man i just happen to rap

Accusation of being a felon cause i murder with my pack

Envisioning a murder setting in which these fags are dreading

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Before i turn you into a victim of my murder mystery.