This is a song about "Murder corps s"

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Cuz lighting up all these kids is murder

Except ill be commitin lyrical murder

I'll beat the fuck out your bitch anonymous, ike turner

Hand to hand in the cold

S queezys very bold

The outline which you n****s out dated

Or let the mob handle that

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Racism, sexuality, religion and murder

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

We thinkin you got em and going murder

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her