This is a song about "Murder in my street"

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

Murder you nigga and put you in my basin

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

I'm in that a, i'm on my street

'cuz my clever lines murder diabetics every time,

Then, prepare to have the eargasm of a lifetime

I see my nigga named pookie shot on the street.

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

For the low that nine cheap

When they see me out in the street

To feed us, she had to blow 'em in the street

That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep

I live on the beach gurls outside bikinies in the street

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Knives drawn out, murder in my eyes

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys