This is a song about "Shoot them all"

I came through with diseased semen on my pen

Bad child think im sweet until im pissing all on them

Kill them all, left without a trace,

See money talk and these days

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

All these bitches ugly, call them girls up

I shoot all sorts of fat rockets

Cause we been off them slave ships

I'm the money who destroyed them all

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

I wonder why we take from our women

I'll take them all out one by one,