This is a song about "Connor williams"

Mentally ill, i'm 'jeffrey dahmer' with a drill,

Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill

On they twitter writing novels, see

Prince williams ain’t do it right if you ask me

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill

Mentally ill, i'm 'jeffrey dahmer' with a drill,

Trayvon martin, jordan davis, rodney king, racist cop shit,

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

With a mu'fuckin' dream, like i'm martin luther king

I fly em, i’m outta reachcause denim is everything

On the bible you can run

These days we praise martin

My bars are a fluent fit / a confusing mix exiting my spewing lips

And i'm hiding in your closet and imma come out of that shit like jason collins

The truth, with martin luther king at the cemetery,

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key