This is a song about "Cold harded killer"

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

I don't do the chasing hun, i'm a made killer

That maybe we can slide intobut now you buriedrest nigga

Acting like you're a cop-killer slash godzilla,

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

I decline for the moment he unfollows on twitter

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

No, i'm an intricate minded killer/

She ain't know i was a killer

Ya'll wife and white knight her

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

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her