This is a song about "I m a killer on the mike"

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I am the killer, horror film addict i rhyme so much i don't need a filler,

Growing up, your dreams are getting bigger

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

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

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Better than college, after that, students home

"mike go home" as i snatch the microphone

Or a mike to speak with the masses

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

Atop the pyramid, i'm on my i m pei dreams

I make thriller when i bless the mike

Yo, fuck 2dopeboyz and fuck nah right

In thriller, i’m a killer, who’s iller on the microphone?

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne