This is a song about "Blood killer back"

I thought i recognized her

She ain't know i was a killer

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

Full up to fuck with blood,

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

I came back, blood stains all over the carpet.

No, i'm an intricate minded killer/

I said you look like my ex-girlfriend, sister

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

I came back, blood stains all over the carpet.

The blood over my back weighed a ton, so i decided to burn in the sun

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

I ain't a killer but down push me/

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see