This is a song about "Murder bitch"

Money, murder, marijen bitch im on that crip tonight

Why they try to see my flow, but they know that's outta sight

Sweet, okay makes sense

I'd fucking murder myself!

Racism, sexuality, religion and murder

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

With intent to commit murder

And the streets is getting colder

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

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

Murder everybody thats my asset,

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

The ice ain't really nothing to her

We thinkin you got em and going murder

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

Shawty stay up in philly, shawty was hella pretty