This is a song about "Glitter"

In fly modei'm a homicidal outlawand five-o, get your lights on, fight long

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

When i expose you like glitter and cakes

While working on my mistakes

Maybe they know him better, or i don't know no better

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

My pocket's fat, somebody check my blood pressure

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

Not too many is touching, double m g this summer

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