This is a song about "Evil killer robots"

If this was a game, i already know that i would come out winner

I'ma murder anyone that comes near me. call me serial killer

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Bringing up fucking ro-bots

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Blasting psychill, poppin' brain killer

How the fuck you gonna kill a killer

Myself as a prominent figure

Compose like mozart dispose of robots aloha send postcards

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Never wrong at any level

All i can see is evil,

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

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