This is a song about "Murderous"

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

This is sick murderous an undeniable

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Its a fact, that i gotta murderous will

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

#pitiful rappers attackin the masters, givin me reason to feed my murderous tendencies

Im an assasin when im rappin i got some murderous intentions

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

Its so murderous and impervious how i work my wrist

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Thought is shrouded in shadows murderous discretion is his profession