This is a song about "Murder it"

With intent to commit murder

Yeah, right, get over here faster

So let me murder this phony

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

This is like love, that you can never get

Murder everybody thats my asset,

Murder in the villages they ask how i keep killing it

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

Murder chop your bodies up, put it on a sack then put them on a stack

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

Lay ya ass down on god's green floor

Screamin murder bloodier than gore

So police say it was suicide, suspiciously walks by the murder scene with his hooded coat

Can't go to her family, they won't let her stayno money no babysitter, she couldn't keep a job