This is a song about "Weed killers crime"

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

You need but now.. he ain't even takin care of you

To see that this is my serial killers point of view.

Spittin rhyme after rhyme and committin hard crime

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time

But the same deposition take it every time

Rap about waving a nine, doing some crime

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

All these famous serial killers got these sharp ass blades.

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

I am only a man and i don't know what to think

I shine, you shine, so we shine

Dime east as if it were crime

And word i blew off herb i grew

In a serial killers point of view