This is a song about "Psychopathic killer"

She ain't know i was a killer

It's like you're my mirror

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

No, i'm an intricate minded killer/

You just cant match this, a psychopathic with tactics u aint ready yet bitch go practice!

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

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

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

Whats my reason? im psychopathic, i have no reason

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Call me the winner, the criminal spitter, subliminal killer