This is a song about "Anger to kill"

Where you're known to supposedly "kill"

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Beat it up and leave faster than the rocket engine

Rap away your anger for god to let you into heaven,

Im trying to work on my anger/

You is not hip then i can not coach her

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

And beckon the beast that dwells and awaits to devour our anger

Anxiety turned to anger anger to aggression,

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

Too stoned to kill a bird/

Fuck what you heard

Kids, they find it an outlet and need to channel their anger,

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir