This is a song about "Murder rap"

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

Murder you notable, murder you glasses

I be giving work to the kids

It would murder the electronics

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

I murder every beat with a rap, the ink i jot kills

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

They will always try whether its murder

Well how about i murder you

I call em up, they might fall through

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

/ the only thing i murder beats,

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

And murder leaves no retribution

I plot my murder steady

Hail mary nigga, run quick see