This is a song about "Bill making"

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

Making a difference,

Heh, now don't go all kill bill

I'm gon remember her, but still

Yo u picked the wrong fight, time to pay heres the bill

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

So get yo wallet out and pay the bill.

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

I'm ill, sick of lil penis fappers takin notes from kill bill

But your cocky self looken like bill nie

Must be something you want me to see

To make karma come faster than she normally will

All the fat bitches at the bar will probably grab the bill