This is a song about "Psycopathic killer"

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

I don't do the chasing hun, i'm a made killer

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

I’m just saying they’re mad cause i don’t make much

I'm gonna deliver that killer punch

I flow on the stereo iller than a serial killer,

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Call me the winner, the criminal spitter, subliminal killer

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingohh look in the mirror

No, i'm an intricate minded killer/

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