This is a song about "Back to kill"

Then bring you back to life just so i can kill you another time.

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

They call me say, word

Too stoned to kill a bird/

But everytime you come back, ima kill you again

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

Makin money back to back

I'm about to snap

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Fuck a sword, i dont use that to kill,

That’s rock bottom, when life makes you mad enough to kill,

So i spend it real fast, cause i’m tryna sit and chill

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

You said, who gave hobbs the right to kill?