This is a song about "Killings"

I like to picture my killings i'm a visionary

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

For serial killings across the world.

Rap killings are not remorseful

Cause this album pack enough evil

A sore feeling we're dealing with killings ill and surreal

I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel