This is a song about "Asylum killer"

Call me the winner, the criminal spitter, subliminal killer

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Serial killer, stuffing bodies in a bacterial pillar

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

With a gun, wish i could see him clearer

Journey in the mind of this serial killer

Figures i'm the real figure, the god killer,

I got something you've been waiting for

It’s weird shawty, your wares showing me dead wrong

An asylum is where i belong

I ain't a killer but down push me/

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Like cruel killer,badder then a devil

Ok, chief-in on whatever on another level

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

I don't do the chasing hun, i'm a made killer