strange thoughts intro

its murder night nigga stay off dem streets . its that time of the year when niggas be lurking packing pistols with some issues hanging out windows and swerving in Detroit where we known for murking catch yo ass slipping while u be out here purping playing the side line while I'm out here putting that work in shells hit yo chest have yo body twerking they ask I'm I outta my mind that's for certain wrap you lifeless up in my grandma curtains a shallow grave is where they'll be searching