This is a song about "Pain killer"

We skip right to fucking, they call you to do lunch

I'm gonna deliver that killer punch

You is not hip then i can not coach her

How the fuck you gonna kill a killer

Bll clinton pimping, always with a monica

Acting like you're a cop-killer slash godzilla,

I'm just thinking from reefer keep on talking from liquor

The next god of thriller, a mother fucking serial killer,

I'll be nothin' but a replica lookin' in the mirror

Serial killer, stuffing bodies in a bacterial pillar

Journey in the mind of this serial killer

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Call me the winner, the criminal spitter, subliminal killer