This is a song about "Everyone respects the killer except the one in front of the gun"

Sits in front of the tv, buries her nose in the pad

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

Everyone else freaks out, and starts running out the front

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

It ain't nothin' better than a passionate woman

I use to front like i was the baddest one,

Head to the sheets where you strip in front of me

We came.. way too far pretty baby

In the car with a gun,

Ok i hear you talkin

In time we learned to live a life of crime

Shake that thing im in front of the line

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

But the one in front of the gun lives forever

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

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