This is a song about "Murder u ain t about nothing u can get found bloody"

God mc oh my god you gotta see

U about to get murdered b

U can see me walking u can see me jogging talking to myself

Nothens changedcause in tha came it's a steady aimfuck friends

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

And now u thinking u need to get out

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

If haters are like lions be a t rex eating them up before u get ate

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

If u wanna get home

Smoke one stack straight to my dome

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

U think u can have another planet well good luck with that