This is a song about "Jack the killer"

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Maybe the killer likes to eat people for brunch

I'm a killer and a thriller, the roster's top biller

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Someone always getting shot, the killer doesn't get caught

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

I eat you like a afternoon snack, and i pour in the side glass some jack/

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

This bitch tried escaping the jack, grabbed her by the throat

A nigga just got paid and we still was broke

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

A psychopath despite the facts, more than michael jack,

Miami nights, it was all a dream

Seems like there s a killer on the scene

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Itchin' to kill again like ichi the killer, scribblin' frivolous