This is a song about "Till the ed"

Insane like ed gein, putting dope in the vein, by the bundles.

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Till i fire up on the victim

But that’s just life, where i’m from

And imma do it till the bottom

So now she picks up the gun

The truth, now it's told, cold 'till in the morning breeze,

And i know - there'll never be peace

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Then dipped into the sea, back, for next thing menu-ed up

We're sicker than a student who's piling in special ed,

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

Or will they kill me while i'm sleepin, two to the head

Start to laugh when i'm picturin anto sittin in special ed

Till i shine at the finish line/

You shine like a mothafuckin dime