This is a song about "Murdered"

Right back to when gays were murdered

It's a fools fatewithout your word

Someone murdered the track and ive been primely suspected

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

Murdered you on the flat screen

You ain't never seen

I be gettin' money

U about to get murdered b

I just murdered, this flow can serve as memento

It's nothing but a motherfucking undefended free throw

Eighty spirits of ladies cause shady murdered the virgins

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Murdered this dude in 8 lines, almost half of his fucking bars.

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Then i raped and murdered your three little boys!

She gets my problems fixed when i hear her voice