This is a song about "Slaughtering bitch squids in all directions"

I really love my miami crew

Bitch just let me think it all through...

It was all too obvious you sick bitch

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

And when you up in wet willies, you ain't even thinking

I'm slaughtering stale, competition, i got the whole block wishing

Hands on the steering wheel, blush while she bail out bustingfuck em all, watch em fall screaming

Pardon me i have an arsenal of artistry articulating and slaughtering

I was playing with guns

Of slaughtering human beings

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

Im the newest nigga up in this bitch