This is a song about "Natalie cain"

At the root of the tree that isaac newton

Why me, i say it cause we number one

Killer, like a thriller,when i drill her,

Now shining in the broad day light, go figure

I ain't a killer but down push me/

But i think i like that, just maybe

Sentence killer equivalent to a hook dealer

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

Like a butcher i like to cut it up,

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

Stackin paper like a pillar spittin like a killer

Watch the simpsons and eating some cereal for dinner

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

I flow on the stereo iller than a serial killer,