This is a song about "This killer s heart beats gone to heaven"

I am glad he is gone because he tried to hide this light from this earth

I feel like quasimoto with all this shit on my shoulders

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard

I know it's nice to hear this shit to win your racist heart,

When they here today what you say to them

I'm ridin on this money train to heaven

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

Journey in the mind of this serial killer

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

Yeah i'll show them the reason that my heart beats

I aint just spit in this s*** to sound all rough and tough,

Cause i can bring you to your dreams like jesus

To this beats and these rhymes,

We hustle to survive