This is a song about "Clean killer"

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

Chlorine, wiped the opponents clean

I got something you've been waiting for

She ain't know i was a killer

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

I'm gonna deliver that killer punch

I'm so clean, you're cum stained

You already are caged

Havent you got some dicks to clean?

My chick riding shotgun, billie jean

The next god of thriller, a mother fucking serial killer,

I show her off, i stunt with her, we do it sweet, they look bitter

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Blasting psychill, poppin' brain killer