This is a song about "Killers"

Behind the velvet rope, snapping a lot of pictures

If you come up and hang with my crew, you're walkin' 'round killers,

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

All these famous serial killers got these sharp ass blades.

And you got that bomb, huh, i'm tryna detonate you

This is my point of view, a serial killers point of view.

Then pop the pain killers at a rate like i'm illiterate

Back washing to my gang, you don't wanna take a sip

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

From the pain killers then act like you the one that bashed it!

In a serial killers point of view

Want to let you know i love you

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

Then pop the pain killers at a rate like i'm illiterate