This is a song about "Psycho murder"

She call me all the time, i ain't no regular joe

The opposite of sane, yea a little bit psycho

Maybe we just need to slow

Did i mention psycho

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

This being will go "psycho" again...

Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer

Redefined me is born not psycho it's caliber

Murder you notable, murder you glasses

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Racism, sexuality, religion and murder

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Thoughts of bloody murder.

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for