This is a song about "Publication"

In a serial killers point of view

Then i gotta say peace to you

Disappear like you interfere, out of the blue

I'm talking ambition, i could spell it for you

Straight frontin you lacefrontin just come thru

High everyday my favorite color blue

He has been fucking em periodical enemy eased his fucking boulder making him stronger

You'll lose all your publicity and will feel alone cause you decided to blow it out of the water,

Roses are red and violets are blue

I can do better without you

Every possible plausible excuse in the book.

My window is a book and i'm a fuckin' crook

Life's tryin to lap you

Your aura, royal blue,

It's written as a biblical reference in the writing i write,

Motherfuckin o.groll up in the club and shit, is that right