This is a song about "Cereal killer"

No one that's breathin' is seen as an equal

And if i pour some alize in my cereal,

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

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

Throw up your motherfuckin middle finger

No, i'm an intricate minded killer/

She say i make her shiver

She ain't know i was a killer

I set the bowl on the kitchen table and walk over to the cereal

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

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

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

I slay em like a #serial #killer

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