This is a song about "Serial killer with no arms"

Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back

Serial killer villan dressed in everything but black

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Journey in the mind of this serial killer

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

Of all those "serial killer" verses, that fall in one lyric

With blood running fast down my arms

Finish line with the tire marks

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

A serial killer, several kills, severe killing skills

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

Serial killer neighborhood to gangsta to lock the door