This is a song about "Murder a stripper"

It's been a half a year, i say we take it there

Wrote well, spoke well, no murder in a motel,

But i don't got the steak for y'all dishes

A hunger for murder that shits delicious

My home girl told me i got an issue

Like a predator, ill murder you

Columbus, holla at ya boy

Murder ya with a babys rattle toy,

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

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

Off this liquor with a stripper

Just to let you know, you are

If you a real nigga, you looking in the mirror

Deep throat a stripper then hit her and quitter,

Its a murder scene, gore ahead,

Lemonhead end up dead