This is a song about "Cedar point"

Thats the point of art isnt it?

Get it back and shit

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

They were living to strive, two stories with a main point

Now i get laid-off, notice y'all employed

So narrow brained get wise boys, but not to the point

In a serial killers point of view

My home girl told me i got an issue

Never mind the rumors baby this is me and you

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

Now its time to get my point across

Where would i be without my dogs