This is a song about "Mad killer"

I don't do the chasing hun, i'm a made killer

Me & mom alone every dinner

Did my rap make you mad?

Can't win with a passive attack

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

#1 as a killer theirs mad craziness upstairs, its like i'm in a dream and when you

Stackin paper like a pillar spittin like a killer

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Blasting psychill, poppin' brain killer

Of impactful things one can ask for

Tsa be laughing all them rubbers in your luggage

I'm gonna deliver that killer punch

But i'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing

Like a motherfucking serial killer i'm blood spilling