This is a song about "Kill psychopathic killer"

She ain't know i was a killer

And there's little to be glad for

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Blasting psychill, poppin' brain killer

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

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Figures i'm the real figure, the god killer,

With a gun, wish i could see him clearer

Whats my reason? im psychopathic, i have no reason

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

Verses so graphic they seem psychopathic