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

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

M and z collapsed into a void stretchin infinite directions

When they know how

Got your bitch in bed now

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

In fact most of all of us insist it bitch

Let me twist your mind,and fuck it in all directions

Before i lay down, i thank god for the blessings

Got a bitch in the basement

Clap two times if you drunk

Bitch i am in your head.

Like a church in debt

I guess i left my dignity up in the cupboard, cause every girl i'm digging

Pardon me i have an arsenal of artistry articulating and slaughtering

And all that stress in the ghetto, it has you flexing the metal bitch,

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge