This is a song about "Squad killer"

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Blasting psychill, poppin' brain killer

How the fuck you gonna kill a killer

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

To become a couple of half pig cops, part of the rcmp squad

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

I slay em like a #serial #killer

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

Bitches aint ya squad they point a gun right back at you

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

But still to not get punked on the block i just stay to squad,

A squad of ignorant losers chilling at a park,

See, involvin' yourself is to be a part

Figures i'm the real figure, the god killer,

Still dreaming up ways to help you niggas die quicker