This is a song about "Mysterious killer gangster"

Living a life harder than a gangster

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Rap a tommy gun and shoot you down like a gangster

Yeah, tell me about the love of ours

I have no killer degree, cause

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Blasting psychill, poppin' brain killer

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

Take a black drink it like you don't need a liver

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

You ain't a rapper, freestyler, or gangster