This is a song about "Slayer gamer"

I get gritty on wax like record players- i'm the slayer of that kind

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

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

If you're the best i'll slay ya, have a taste of the slayer

From great to great the king slayer, with this introduction you'd wish you're never superior

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

The roads of the slayer are all getting nearer

I’m picking through the crowd tryna see a little clearer

Verse 1 (great da king slayer)

And i ain't frontin for her

Earl sweatshirt, tyler, the creator

//me and great the king slayer

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Im the ross slayer my word is law i shock mayors