This is a song about "Trace"

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

Kill them all, left without a trace,

They is terrycloth with it, i'm italian leather

Trace the origin of the avenger indenture

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

I know it seems as if i just vanished without a trace

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

When i'm gone i'll leave without a trace, without a sound

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

She doesn't cover trails at all, she just leaves a wide trace,

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

You all basic starting rumors but it aint hard to trace it

A thousand dollars for that acer i couldn't trace it

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space