This is a song about "Gun skill"

Dammit i have too much skill

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Skill or authority

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

You talkin bout toting that gun

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

You see this ain't no a skill

For real, a nigga ill

Is when a person has a artistic skill

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill

It's terminally, permanently, seriously ill

Memories manifesting , reminding me of the skill,

Till the baddest one killed with a gun.

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

An adrenaline junkie amazed by my skill

To make karma come faster than she normally will