This is a song about "Kill shit"

And i need you to show me love

I kill shit on a day to day basis,

Ive got no license to kill

Lady at the frank stand will

Real shit, twisted and sick feel me bitch? ill kill ya quick im itchin to put

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

That's aids to the ill

Till we will, fucking kill!

I'm gon remember her, but still

Skill to skill, i kill to kill

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit,

No car key and i mean that

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit,

New soul verses the o.g. it seemed as a hit

Call this shit the meal kill

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill