This is a song about "Weed blood yicki brother nigga murder"

Like a nigga blood sucker, cuz niggas stuck to its leach,

Yeah i know a city that's surrounded by a beautiful beach

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter

Except ill be commitin lyrical murder

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

It's only blood that you chumps see and i agree, murder is sickening

She was lucky, so was her brother

We fuckin' it up this summer

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

Thoughts of bloody murder.

They tested with stress that they under

Regardless to all them, i appease her

With intent to commit murder

I'll get in your brother,

Took the van, went snatch her