This is a song about "Murder london"

But five years from now i bet she see

So let me murder this phony

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

It would murder the electronics

And murder leaves no retribution

She smiles; a niggas full of passion

I’m tryna be low key

I plot my murder steady

With intent to commit murder

Poke out from behind her

And if you pay for that yourself

I'd fucking murder myself!

Don't you worry, just keep movin boo

Well how about i murder you