This is a song about "Lady killer"

Journey in the mind of this serial killer

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

Watching michael grow up into a man and find a lady,

Am i crazy? maybe, but fucked up is how i been lately

No, i'm an intricate minded killer/

Myself as a prominent figure

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

I want a woman not a lady

The only time i flirt with her

I slay em like a #serial #killer

This crazy lady, call her my baby

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Till my juices rain ooze down into lakes, like oil

I'm after lady boyle

The lady loves her will.

Uhh, and i'm ill