This is a song about "Kill la kill"

Like a male version of lauryn hill

Ive got no license to kill

Skill to skill, i kill to kill

Lady at the frank stand will

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

Ugly girls, quiet, pretty girls ride

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Obscene the way i kill

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

I always get high have tome to kill

While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends

I aint gonna kill them off/ imma let em kill themselves

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

Take a fucking chance that could later kill

I'm gon remember her, but still

Till we will, fucking kill!