Song about a serial killer and his legacy.

Lyrics:
Thoughts in my mind can’t make me talk.
Put my mask on and go for a walk.
Page you on the phone and have a little stalk.
Show up at your house and make you die of shock.

I was a bad kid, I was a sad kid.
I never knew what’s right or wrong made me a mad kid.
I did some fuckshit, put in detention.
Flexing my tenses, enhancing my senses.
Got a weird fascination with this new life that’s so cool.
When I’m up and I’m down and I’m all around, those thoughts could make me drool.
See, I struggle everyday with my problems, I get up and I sort my columns.
Code switching, and bitching away, makes a man like me say.

Why do you hate me, world, did I do something wrong?
I’m just a boy who never had the chance to be strong.
I pick the pieces, make up the rules, I’ve been doing it for so damn long.
Never ever thought it up until I sang this song.

Parts in the chiller, you know they call me a shiller
I know the people that know that i know that I am a killer

Tiktok girls love me, making fancam edits of me.
They getting bad reception, and its liked by nobody
My face is why they obsess, my motives make them confess
I inspired lots of modern crimes, different times, new york times
They make documentaries, they make books, catalogues.
They make murals for the people I’ve been slaying for so long.
Bitches wanna dress up like me, playing pranks on their young
Yeah I fucked up this new generation, wanna sing along?

Why do you hate me, world, did I do something wrong?
I’m just a boy who never had the chance to be strong.
I pick the pieces, make up the rules, I’ve been doing it for so damn long.
Never ever thought it up until I sang this song.

Parts in the chiller, you know they call me a shiller
I know the people that know that i know that I am a ki[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[

Guilty pleasure, drastic measure, all for leisure, constant seizures, danger in my brain, chronically insane, i caused this pain, and all i want to say is
God, forgive me.
My mind hurts me.
Under all the twisted thoughts there’s one good side of me.

Let me out x3

Let me sing

Why do you hate me, world, did I do something wrong?
I’m just a boy who never had the chance to be strong.
I pick the pieces, make up the rules, I’ve been doing it for so damn long.
Never ever thought it up until I sang this song.
Why do you hate me, world, did I do something wrong?
I’m just a boy who never had the chance to be strong.
I pick the pieces, make up the rules, I’ve been doing it for so damn long.
Never ever thought it up until I sang this song.

The cops came, they searched me, took me to court, found me guilty.
Next thing I know I’m on a white bed, they inject me, now I’m dead.