This is a song about "Kill"

Oh you murder? i accidentally kill

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Kill 10 birds with one stone

Put my number in your phone

But,my raps scar and kill,

For real, a nigga ill

Yea i'm missin some sleep

And kill yourself and your clique

Skill to skill, i kill to kill

Lady at the frank stand will

I used to be the most humble until

Ive got no license to kill

Kill kill kill that's my motherfucking mind set

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet