This is a song about "The groom reacting to the murder of his bride"

That barrel longer than a word with 10 letters

I had the urge to murder mcs on every verse

I’m tryna be low key

Murder his family

By any means necessary get campaign right

Now those two other kids are dead... i look at the bride...

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Waivers of his hip-hop saviors and to the zodiac vapors.

The mass murder mob, with plots of kidnapping cops

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

And all the laughter i'd capture after havin' to murder you

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

Kicked the door down to murder this divorced slut

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck