This is a song about "Beauty killer"

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

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

I slay em like a #serial #killer

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

Blinded by beauty, films, and thick asses,

She ain't know i was a killer

Took the van, went snatch her

Speaking in which your beauty is divine

You shine like a mothafuckin dime

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

And if they all in your business then you don't need a twitter

I'ma murder anyone that comes near me. call me serial killer

Why i’m dizzy it’s your beauty

On they twitter writing novels, see