This is a song about "Murdering people"

Dont we have enough death , people

This is the root of all evil

Theres 7 billion people,

Cause this album pack enough evil

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

Them people weak them people weak

People critically commenting,

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Murdering the beat fatality

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Murdering man who fucks chicks