This is a song about "Ooh kill em"

Kill 'em witha rhythm, read them your past,

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

Nah i don't stunt on niggas, i show'em how to do this shit

After we kill em all phonic's will be the final cats to spit

Wanna kill em like i killed that nanny

And all women who had light features, see

Stackin my chicken, braggin to the bitches

Syllables, killaholic (kill em all with)

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

Bands on top of bands, got me fuckin’ her and her friends

Telling ‘em to go out and blast off, kill a gangsta,

No soprano, half black half white, i’m a piano

I'll kill em single handely and rep it candidly

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Syllables, skill-a-holic (kill 'em all with)

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes