This is a song about "Rigth to kill"

But i aint going to kill myself, i aint going to kill my health,

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Catch you up on places i've been

He tried to kill my cousin

Skill to skill, i kill to kill

I'm gon remember her, but still

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

Maybe mr. mathers will try to kill me

Tell him to kill a baby toddler,

You know...you know who you are

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

Where you're known to supposedly "kill"

My raps are so deadly they gave me a license to kill

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

They calling me often to offer me walls

Kill one; we send fifty-thousand to reinforce