This is a song about "Jeffrey dahmer"

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Cause i'd probably be dahmer, cause mamma always said

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

Mentally ill, i'm 'jeffrey dahmer' with a drill,

Mentally ill, i'm 'jeffrey dahmer' with a drill,

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Small time drinkin getting high with them armiesjust another knucklehead kid from the gutter

According to statistics i'll fuck you up worse than jeffery dahmer with a sharp thermometer

We poppin' models like dahmer

And i ain't frontin for her

Spitting lyrics sicker than jeffrey dahmer,

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Been calmer than dahmer up in a prison cell

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

I kill just like i'm jeffery dahmer