This is a song about "Verse killer"

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Journey in the mind of this serial killer

Call me the winner, the criminal spitter, subliminal killer

If this was a game, i already know that i would come out winner

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

I don't do the chasing hun, i'm a made killer

Bf king is ready to finish the verse,

This what it sound like if i sent my dad letters

I'm gonna deliver that killer punch

Tsa be laughing all them rubbers in your luggage

I ain't a killer but down push me/

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

How the fuck you gonna kill a killer

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

I have no killer degree, cause