This is a song about "Murder niggas"

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Murder verses bursts of furnace heat

I'll tell you baby that we're through

Like a predator, ill murder you

Murder his family

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

And murder leaves no retribution

Goadome nikes, the cortazone of the poem writer

Except ill be commitin lyrical murder

It didn't have to be relationship murder

The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder

Thoughts of bloody murder.

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

We thinkin you got em and going murder