This is a song about "Killer speach"

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

Eyes super clear, you looking in the mirror

Someone gotta be telling someone somebody is tripping

Like a motherfucking serial killer i'm blood spilling

Fuck what they selling, it's reality living in the mirror

Call me the winner, the criminal spitter, subliminal killer

Throw up your motherfuckin middle finger

I don't do the chasing hun, i'm a made killer

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Stackin paper like a pillar spittin like a killer

And if they all in your business then you don't need a twitter

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

Journey in the mind of this serial killer

But i ate the whole plate like a fat bitch dinner