This is a song about "Evil killer robots"

Then have to revist this evil

We don't believe you, you need more people

I'm open to everything if you're inviting your sister

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

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

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

Money is the root of evil.

As i light one for ill will

To the homestead suites to drink liquor

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

I'm just thinking from reefer keep on talking from liquor

I flow on the stereo iller than a serial killer,

Pour out a little liquor

Blasting psychill, poppin' brain killer