This is a song about "Killer instinct"

See i wouldn’t wish success on my worst foe

I'm a killer but you shouldn't ask tho

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

She ain't know i was a killer

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

Call me the winner, the criminal spitter, subliminal killer

No, i'm an intricate minded killer/

Listen to every word that i slur

I move slightly on instinct, she sits away son

Speak with conviction or we shouldn't listen

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

The next god of thriller, a mother fucking serial killer,

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

I flow on the stereo iller than a serial killer,