This is a song about "Lyrical killer"

You on the ground restin,im a fucking killer teachin lyrical lessons,

She said that we could switch it up and you can sit where mama sits/

I show her off, i stunt with her, we do it sweet, they look bitter

I'ma murder anyone that comes near me. call me serial killer

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

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

I have no killer degree, cause

Sb nike's, with the grey box

Some lyrical bullets,

Got a nigga seein things