This is a song about "Murder she wrote"

Except ill be commitin lyrical murder

So tell em parappa the rapper nigga rap harder

Thoughts of bloody murder.

But that's what he liked her

That translates into everything i wrote,

That i'd, never ever ever go broke

Wrote well, spoke well, no murder in a motel,

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

It didn't have to be relationship murder

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

Tell me what i should've wrote.

Where rules get followed

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Cuz lighting up all these kids is murder

Made the serpent my servant, wrote down my murder sermon.

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one