This is a song about "Murdering brad"

You haven't heard of this verbal murdering:

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

U smell like ma armpit,while uve been on ma cock pit,ma bars hit ma shit like jolie n brad pitt,

You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

I've been murdering bitches since i was a thirteen

Killing men women and children day after day murdering in every way, the shits unimaginable,

Smoking sherm, drinking malt liquor, father forgive 'emme and my girlfriend, hustling, fell in love with the struggle

With canons hanging from our necks like it's a mothafuckin' circus

Murdering this game all ready as a youngin' which is rigorous

I keep killin', i can't stop the murdering

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Cocktails, fuckin' toss one in your apartment dog

Murdering you before you even come up with a thought

Forward to murdering you slowly,

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee