This is a song about "Killer samura"

So bitch watch your mouth, and wash them dishes after dinner

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

I ain't a killer but down push me/

Like hoes down in magic city

Stackin paper like a pillar spittin like a killer

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

The killer clown john wayne gacy jr. painting

She ain't know i was a killer

Just to let you know, you are

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

Acting like you're a cop-killer slash godzilla,