This is a song about "Murder beating up girls"

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

Cheating, sleeping, its giving me a reason, beating, someone up.

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Young girls wanna get huge butts soon / nobody has got idols to look up to

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Somebody beating me up, and i'm begging for mercy

Get you fixed up quick, i know life can be a bitch but murder is not the solution/

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

Rise up and roll ya eyes back girls when it hits ya brain

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Till i murder your verse and wrap your body up like it's christmas!

Huh, i can't interpret her

But then i will fuck girls up quicker

I be pickin' up them younger girls, them teenagers like i'm romeo,

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row