This is a song about "Kill em with my rkelly swagger"

Syllables, skill-a-holic (kill 'em all with)

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

And i won't be lyin' when i say i’m a sick rapper

Patching the hole you tore in rap with your whack beats and swagger

What up girl, tell me how you been

Kill 'em with a passion,

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

Wrecking with ill skill,my rhymes are like diseases they slowly kill.

My dawgs got rabies, they bitin each otherand it ain't hard to find a friend like mine

I'l kill em, murk em, every time, with a heavy punch in every line

See me, be complimenting my swagger fashion

Nina on my femur is cocked ready for action

This why we get up in the morning

Cause my swagger has them dogging

All the bitches know my name

With my name on em, that’s a shame