This is a song about "Murder murder gangster shit"

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

Its a murder scene, gore ahead,

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Oh you murder? i accidentally kill

So let me murder this phony

But five years from now i bet she see

I drop shit that sweet enough to murder diabetics and make your candy rot

She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust heri'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block

Shit i'm about to murder this punk

This is something different

And now your best friend's having kids

It would murder the electronics

And murder leaves no retribution

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

Thoughts of bloody murder.

What is hittin' for