This is a song about "Murdering somebody"

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Murdering the beat fatality

Will somebody please show me how

Bitches ain't around one thou

Forward to murdering you slowly,

I just want somebody i can see

Will somebody please show me how

You owe me, homie have that now

Somebody call the hearse

Ha, the envy of dime dealers

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

Murdering you before you even come up with a thought

Because your pops wasn't anxious

Somebody stop the madness,

Don't do what somebody else do

You know i’m better off without you