This is a song about "Suicide homicide"

Suicide bombs like a motherfucking terrorist

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Though it takes time to build a body and a mind

Master of homicide crimes, but never once fined

If i had a life jacket cause i'm not that dumb

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

Its not homicide, if nobody testifies,

She said to love a bitch is to roll the dice

The truth about the homicide and why people are traumatized,

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child

Suicide depression,

She all on my skin

By any means necessary get campaign right

I kill you with this beat, commit a homicide

It's all lies, about me trying to suicide

So the homie wale can leave the hook right