This is a song about "Murder a stripper"

And good henny make a nigga just want you tonight

Cus they got a murder fetish and a lion's bite!

Is not far from white girls with big bread

Its a murder scene, gore ahead,

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

It's murder she wrote, you barely heard a word

And the last one, he's in the mirror

Off this liquor with a stripper

Murder ya with a babys rattle toy,

My team winning that's a fact boy

Thinking they murder the beat on a violent track,

With my red p hat, nigga you know we back

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

Paintin perfect pictures ain't never worked, my misery

Deep throat a stripper then hit her and quitter,

And there's little to be glad for