This is a song about "I m in love with a killer"

To the homestead suites to drink liquor

She ain't know i was a killer

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

Sticking my dick in a purse, cuz i love fucking with cash

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

I´m a legend, a bigger dick in a vanilla wrapper bitch.

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

I'm tryna stay with you, lay with you

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

Michael i love you with everything that i have left in me,

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see