This is a song about "Sentence"

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

I'll just write another rhyme for ya and jot up a sentence,

I'll let u finish the sentence

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

I went to it serving a sentence for murderin' instruments

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

Dis is ma essence, ma presence yow sentence

And you feel the suspense on my every sentence

Fucking with ricky got me working relentless in sessions

Without the sound of guns

And avoided that sentence

To performative. describe myself in one sentence? i'm nowhere a normative.

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this