This is a song about "Murder you"

Ok i'll make sure you murder this motherfucker

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

All your verses are perjury, how are you gonna murder me?

I'll spill your guts and i'll murder you till your last breath,

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

I'll murder all you mothafuckas any day!

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Murder all you mothafuckas especially when my pen itches

You claim your name is blazin, you'll be cold after i murder you.

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

You mother fucka claim you murder things

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives