This is a song about "Killing"

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

Starts with the killing of you

Gotta go, let her leave

I'm killing off,all the babies

I'm the sushi king

I'm killing, i'm spitting

Then to try to chase these men

Go on killing spree number ten

Killing these motherfuckers because i'm superior.

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Not for attention for killing

My divine itching and shrine killing

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Caged, and the wonder is seen

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,