This is a song about "Killer instinct"

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Animal instinct like hannibal lecter on crystal meth hits,

So pretentious with no potential

Like cruel killer,badder then a devil

She ain't know i was a killer

And the last one, he's in the mirror

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Call me the winner, the criminal spitter, subliminal killer

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

Still dreaming up ways to help you niggas die quicker

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million

I move slightly on instinct, she sits away son

So she graduated, rich nigga wife training

The killer clown john wayne gacy jr. painting