This is a song about "Kill him"

Till we will, fucking kill!

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Oh you murder? i accidentally kill

I used to be the most humble until

Skill to skill, i kill to kill

That's aids to the ill

I'm gon remember her, but still

Call this shit the meal kill

Lady at the frank stand will

First instinked is to kill

Kill him and raise up from the dead like a zombie, mist is thick and foggy

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

Why they had to kill 40 ima keep him alive

For real, a nigga ill

Obscene the way i kill