This is a song about "Jason the killer"

You on the ground restin,im a fucking killer teachin lyrical lessons,

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

The blood is in my veins, killer mode into my brain

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Machete to your face, jason

I told him get his 9 and run

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

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

Run the other way screaming "where are you jason"

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

There's a war with this nigga jason

Better be ready for the next jason vs freddy it's a rematch,

Her name rearranged displays her fate: exile by e, there's the dang match