This is a song about "My melody"

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Keeping a steady melody, its become my regularity, i need hydrotherapy,

I'll be the one to cut off of your melody

Nah, i wouldn’t wish fame on my enemy

And bijies like im out and

My streaks my testament.

Got my head in my hands.

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

But my shit is like an melody,like a strategy

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Nothing i'mma do is gon work

Not the days he spent so carefully, crafting words to his melody

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him