This is a song about "Pain killers"

Then pop the pain killers at a rate like i'm illiterate

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

Beheaded the killers of the game and now i'm beaming/

Hold on to the now, cuz i know sex be changing everything

My niggas'll probably clown me if i told 'em that i kissed you

This is my point of view, a serial killers point of view.

Just took a couple pain killers and its a weekday

Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way

All these famous serial killers got these sharp ass blades.

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Now that's what you call a game

You'll own nothing but the pain

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Weak and wicked camoflauged as killers how they speak and kick it