This is a song about "Murdering your br"

Murdering the beat fatality

But make sure if they do see

Weed’s played out, they on that pill shit

Murdering you, never hurt a bit

Murdering you before you even come up with a thought

I'm clearly in a different tax bracket now, dog

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

I've been murdering bitches since i was a thirteen

Bet i'm heavy with that

Roll your eyes & talk your shit.