This is a song about "Murder bitch"

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

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

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Racism, sexuality, religion and murder

Except ill be commitin lyrical murder

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Well how about i murder you

It's really not an issue

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

They will always try whether its murder

Must be something you want me to see

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

Murder everybody thats my asset,

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

And murder leaves no retribution

With a little bit of passion