This is a song about "Zodiac killer"

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

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

The zodiac breathes but, they'll never catch me cause

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

I'm fucking original, ask leo, my zodiac,

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

Call me the winner, the criminal spitter, subliminal killer

I'm open to everything if you're inviting your sister

Fuck imma little mental, with some whack zodiac

Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back

I'm gonna deliver that killer punch

Man but this ain't no sign language