This is a song about "Bloody killers"

Killers walk free, countries having civil wars,

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans

This monopoly of bloody fangs,

I bloody the seas like i bloody the streets

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

Thoughts of bloody murder.

Something worth dying for

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Buying a killing product, giving killers my money, for some honey,

Then pop the pain killers at a rate like i'm illiterate

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

This is my point of view, a serial killers point of view.

It's something you provide that make me want to get inside you