This is a song about "Scuicidal homicide"

I want to fight the music on this one

Homicide on 'em, blaow! what's the problem?

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

The truth about the homicide and why people are traumatized,

Master of homicide crimes, but never once fined

Flower bomb, can i blow up on your mind

In a lyrical homicide

Three times cause fate had my side

My friend's father got shot, it was homicide, he would see stars,

Trying to say goodbye to the glamorous chains and cars

Homicide on 'em, blaow! what's the problem?

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

Im commitin homicide, just to stop suicide,

Its not homicide, if nobody testifies,

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice