This is a song about "Evil killer robots"

Yeah, go ahead and pop it like you do in the mirror

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

I said you look like my ex-girlfriend, sister

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

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Compose like mozart dispose of robots aloha send postcards

How the fuck you gonna kill a killer

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Nowhere else to put the evil.

Lady at the frank stand will

I got something you've been waiting for

No, i'm an intricate minded killer/

I ain't did shit officer

She ain't know i was a killer

Disguised as nice but true evil

As i light one for ill will