This is a song about "Murder pond"

I plot my murder steady

Now don’t it sound legendary

Don't nobody move when we walk tha streets

/ the only thing i murder beats,

Murder verses bursts of furnace heat

Sometimes i think, what i need

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

We thinkin you got em and going murder

Cuz lighting up all these kids is murder

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Racism, sexuality, religion and murder

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

And i like the hoes that need passion

And murder leaves no retribution

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

Quacking when i'm rapping sending back them to their lame pond