This is a song about "Killer speach"

I flow on the stereo iller than a serial killer,

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Obie trice, pour out a lil' liquor nigga

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

Said when i do dirt wit her

Blasting psychill, poppin' brain killer

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

Serial killer villan dressed in everything but black

I ain't a killer but down push me/

It's a battlejust for tha big money

Stackin paper like a pillar spittin like a killer

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

I’m picking through the crowd tryna see a little clearer

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