This is a song about "I killer you"

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

I am the killer of my rivals. holding guns while reading bibles.

Me & mom alone every dinner

She ain't know i was a killer

Then ima trouble you, i spit a killer f-l-o-w

You see the devil is alive but he work slow

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

#1 as a killer theirs mad craziness upstairs, its like i'm in a dream and when you

How the fuck you gonna kill a killer

Eyes super clear, you looking in the mirror

I have no killer degree, cause

Y’all only in it for the cars

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

I slay em like a #serial #killer