This is a song about "Attack of the killer bananas"

Address the press by startin a attack

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

I am the killer of my rivals. holding guns while reading bibles.

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

I'm ripping and spilling till the end of days "cold cut killer"my pride n accolade

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

Theft and never looked back then turned to the angle of attack.

I got the mind of a serial killer, i killed glitter and apple fritter, big sean,

In fly modei'm a homicidal outlawand five-o, get your lights on, fight long

My knife's got a nice edge..i'm a coldblooded killer..straight out of the ice age/

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingohh look in the mirror

I flow on the stereo iller than a serial killer,