This is a song about "Kill crips"

And to tell you the truth i gotta ride

Bitch don't kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe

Too stoned to kill a bird/

The concept is so absurd

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

African queen got what you need

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

Where you're known to supposedly "kill"

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

Kill him, commit suicide, than kill him again.

Bitch don't kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe

And you're, approaching me right

I always get high have tome to kill

I'm gon remember her, but still

That's aids to the ill

Skill to skill, i kill to kill