This is a song about "Killer beats"

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

Myself as a prominent figure

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Journey in the mind of this serial killer

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Im illegal on these beats, a killer on these streets

Dont fall asleep on our beats

No time to plot retreats

As i sit here amplifying the beats

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

Mentally, essentially influenced by illest of beats

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

Dont fall asleep on our beats

Ass shots in her seven jeans