This is a song about "Kill the flpw"

Kill the diddlers who whittle and spit pretend

The day before is better than the present

Every time i kill, every time the same.

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

On the streets this kid ain't afraid to kill

I'm gon remember her, but still

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

I'ma kill the flow and invite witnesses

Kill the beat like victimless crime

If this is the right time

Just to make it in this broadway lights

Kill ya, you in the afterlife

Call this shit the meal kill

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill