This is a song about "Murder"

Good love then i can do that for her

We thinkin you got em and going murder

It would murder the electronics

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Murder everybody with the heavyset flow,

So you don't drown, when you decide to follow

Took the van, went snatch her

Thoughts of bloody murder.

Got a nigga tangle in your spider web

Murder everybody thats my asset,

Murder verses bursts of furnace heat

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

On the slow jam of love

I murder, no purpose

...not wanted 4 murder...

Jt: didn't get a gift for her