This is a song about "Glitter"

I got the mind of a serial killer, i killed glitter and apple fritter, big sean,

Here, take a cab, thanks a lot for the cockshe's gone, and i'm thinkin that my game's so strong

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

When i expose you like glitter and cakes

No i'll have that bitch wit some glitter then i'll tip her,

Huh, big syke he be ready for whatever

No i'll have that bitch wit some glitter then i'll tip her,

Look's like a chandelier, look in the mirror

When we ride!it's the imperial serial killer

No i'll have that bitch wit some glitter then i'll tip her,