This is a song about "Ritual killing"

I'm done thinking, this ain't enough drinking

I had this crazy vision of killing

Killing these motherfuckers because i'm superior.

The answer is the lord like saturday night fever

Killing raps, cant get any deader

See, i like the person that you are

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,

50 dollars on some shoes you ain't ever seen

As i light one for ill will

Killing pussy like its feral

Like when i used to be killing

Hit it til your make up missing