This is a song about "Killings"

For serial killings across the world.

Back like i never ever left in the first

I lose my mind for divine oral

Rap killings are not remorseful

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

I'm just expectin' the spectator's respect here

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

I like to picture my killings i'm a visionary