This is a song about "Kill shit"

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit,

But i'm leaving town in a little bit

Paranoia that shit might kill ya

Educate yourselves, of africa

I used to be the most humble until

Ive got no license to kill

Kill kill kill that's my motherfucking mind set

That i just haven't came up with a name yet

All my niggas talk shit but dey can't kill time

"aw, no ma’am" i’m an old land mine

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Skill to skill, i kill to kill

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

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

Like a monica skinded with a madonna spirit

Finna blow up quick, kill beats and toe-tag shit,