This is a song about "Murder"

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

It would murder the electronics

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I plot my murder steady

Murder everybody thats my asset,

I don't want you to have my permit yet

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

And murder leaves no retribution

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

They will always try whether its murder

It didn't have to be relationship murder

Can't keep up, get your liters in order

Its a murder scene, gore ahead,

You tryin hard to maintain, then go head

I'm on deck i'm up next

Fuck a life, murder common sense,