This is a song about "Killer insti"

Heard the sound of several gun shots

I have no killer degree, cause

Blasting psychill, poppin' brain killer

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

How the fuck you gonna kill a killer

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Killer, like a thriller,when i drill her,

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

I ain't a killer but down push me/

20 racks really thats sneaker money