This is a song about "Out of the kill"

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

Kill you with voodoo, and i came out of nowhere like "who knew?"

I used to play the game and kill nigg'as call it pro player. shoot yo brains out,

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Obscene the way i kill

Get out of my way,dont kill the vibe

Couple broads wanna fuck, they should stay the night

'cause it's starting, the dawn of war, i'll kill y'all till noon

But i was wrong, baby girl sung another tune

And a hi-hat made of plastic, nigga's sound is elastic

Titanic coming out of the atlantic causing panic

Licensed to kill and spill the blood of those who think they ill/

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

She grabs the yellow bottle

Jumped swiftly quick, out of the portal