This is a song about "Murdered love"

Murdered you on the flat screen

You ain't never seen

Bout to plan a 211, murder your partner he'll meet you in heaven

I have already murdered you in cold blood, my work here is done

But since then i've fucking murdered every artist on patrol!

But when i fuckin' go, lucifer will probably have my soul

I got them saying who dat, who dat? cole world

The snitch on the block... is going to get murdered

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

And murdered him, but stand your ground on hot blocks,

I just murdered, this flow can serve as memento

Then all i really want is for her to go down low

Right back to when gays were murdered

Shit, in this white man's world

Like what the fuck, just her luck though she got murdered by me,

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody