This is a song about "Murder kill assassin blood bitch fucker die"

Or let the mob handle that

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit,

I kill you're crew, murder every member////

And the moon looking beautiful as ever

Kill him, commit suicide, than kill him again, bitch.

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Bitch you should see my wallet

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit,

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit,

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

Lifes a bitch than ya die,

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

It's only blood that you chumps see and i agree, murder is sickening

No sympathy, ain't no love when you in these streets just get something

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit,

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that