This is a song about "Murder murder gangster shit"

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

Oh you murder? i accidentally kill

I can't ant get away with murder

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter

And i'm ill when i murder shit, pages split the pencil,

Like the olympics these youngins just won another metal

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

We thinkin you got em and going murder

Lemonhead end up dead

Its a murder scene, gore ahead,

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

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

It didn't have to be relationship murder

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

/ the only thing i murder beats,

Little more weed, first class seats