This is a song about "Murder psycho"

With intent to commit murder

And that i spent the night with her

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Murder you notable, murder you glasses

Thoughts of bloody murder.

The only time i flirt with her

And you cute, shorty; let's get low

Bow for ya new king derailled psycho

The clientele buy and sell like a pawn shop

I go psycho like alfred hitchcock

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

That ain't a typo look at your size maestro you psycho

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Who thinks they're as psycho as me?

The opposite of sane, yea a little bit psycho

Doobies roll your booty ho alexis know the truthy, bro