This is a song about "Murderous"

Im an assasin when im rappin i got some murderous intentions

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention

Thought is shrouded in shadows murderous discretion is his profession

This is sick murderous an undeniable

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Its a fact, that i gotta murderous will

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

Its so murderous and impervious how i work my wrist

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