This is a song about "Lyrical killer"

Figures i'm the real figure, the god killer,

"contemplate", i wrote about her

The next god of thriller, a mother fucking serial killer,

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Of impactful things one can ask for

Blasting psychill, poppin' brain killer

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

I flow on the stereo iller than a serial killer,

I have no killer degree, cause

Watching for hollow-tip shots

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

No, i'm an intricate minded killer/