[Verse: Jus Allah]

Forced entry, behind the door was more misery

Blood all over the room, the floor slippery

Note left on the bed, beside the cold body that read

"if you're reading this, then I'm already dead"

Another murder victim; hopefully he didn't feel the pain

His brain went after his nervous system right after I shot 'em

With his last breath he whispered his final words into my ear, but I forgot 'em

Bitches don't get killed usually

I shot her in the back of the head, like brains before beauty

Blew her head off her shoulders

But I thought it made her look better

Like beauty is in the eye of the beholder

Get shot with infinite weapons

You've all heard of my two guns, call 'em Denzel and Mark Wahlberg

My other gun's too big, it's completely worthless

Loud enough to wake the dead, which defeats the purpose