The song is like a true crime metaphor. People see me or even some who know me somehow don't even realize that my life has been dedicated to this since childhood. They hear a song like this and realize I've killed this beat. But there's more! I've been killing beats for years and they're starting to pile up.
as for the album, this track is the climax. A culmination of everything you've heard so far has lead up to this point.
lyrics
My stereo pillar is a serial killer
really bewildered I was very vanilla
locked and sealed up a lot has built up
spot is filled up with what I chopped and killed up
Running around while they hunting me down
body’d the beat put it under the ground
The drum that I pound just wasn’t around
No dumbing it down so they’re loving the sound
Bet the poem was the best you’d known
It Set the tone like ametronome
inject your dome with infectious foam
leave you left alone in the veterans home
train of thought hits all the stops
Brain is wrought kids fall and drop
You’re the type to get Mollywopped
After starting shit and then call the cops!
thought I was gettable I was unforgettable
my incredible level will make a better fool edible
Off its settable. never regrettable
let a fool Get a tool alert the medical
may be reported had a baby aborted
crazy distorted my way to retort it
looking at charts like they were Dre beat supported
Said he killing it, with the way he record it..
Burial scarier than a venereal area
and a hairy derrière that’s daring to Marry ya
Don’t type like stereo it’ll vary by area
Depending on where are you
wary to bury ya.
train of thought hits all the stops
Brain is wrought kids fall and drop
You’re the type to get Mollywhopped
After starting shit and then call the cops..
this is the part where I can just
let you know what a psycho does
In a situation where you fight with us
back in the day you was tight with us
Shot to shit all night with us
Sparked a blunt share the light with us
I will be feeling like I’m right and just
and won’t give a fuck if I bite the dust
Shits going to happen butnot today
So I try to earn a spot to stay
Still in the Hood it’s hot today
hear the bass from a block away
Got to be careful how you walk today
Cops want everybody locked away
It’s like a game a cost a lot to play
New world order monopoly.
Don’t even know what to call the shit
kitted out and I’m all equipped
po pimp hood rich Baller shit
I’ma be that way until I’m all legit
So success never saw the shit
It’s like a puzzle I’m trying to solve and shit
So underground I crawl in on pits
But I can’t stop won’t call it quits
That’s the way that it is in here
Chasin a dream and a vision here
in some way we all live in fear
feeling like were in a prison here
Artists get. this retarded shit
Social media narcissists
Hard as shit from the heart and shit
darkest shit ain’t as harsh as this