This is a song about "Baby killer tasha"

Acting like you're a cop-killer slash godzilla,

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Do you think i'm crazy

Parents treat me like a baby

How the fuck you gonna kill a killer

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

You pull up in parking lots

I have no killer degree, cause

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

To the homestead suites to drink liquor

Like my flow ain't cold like a new york winter

No, i'm an intricate minded killer/

I see my picture, when a nigga's gettin richer

The next god of thriller, a mother fucking serial killer,