This is a song about "Killer instinct"

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

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

I'ma murder anyone that comes near me. call me serial killer

How the fuck you gonna kill a killer

I made a promise to the mirror

She ain't know i was a killer

She say i make her shiver

I have the instinct to make little faggots my pray

Why my life depend on what i'mma do today

No, i'm an intricate minded killer/

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Journey in the mind of this serial killer

A proper introduction is necessary when your shit is legendary, man

Look at you, this is the minimal i could diss you, criminal instinct like a scam/