This is a song about "Murder"

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Racism, sexuality, religion and murder

I plot my murder steady

Now don’t it sound legendary

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

We thinkin you got em and going murder

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

And murder leaves no retribution

I can't ant get away with murder

Of one day getting older

Trying to catch me riding dirty

This verbal murder spree

Your bitch, she ugly, i kick her out the bed

Murder everybody thats my asset,

Oh you murder? i accidentally kill

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill