This is a song about "Murder these snitches 812"

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

They will always try whether its murder

Ay yo you wonder who i are

I can't ant get away with murder

Said when i do dirt wit her

Thoughts of bloody murder.

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Murder his family

These rhymes are dangerous, ima flee wit the murder weapon.

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder

Except ill be commitin lyrical murder

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Murder you notable, murder you glasses