This is a song about "Skill"

Advance your skill, take your rhyme steroid pill,

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

That's higher in sky, more than his lyrical skill

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

If skill was health you'd be on coke

This be the realest shit i ever wrote

To productively go slow to show ,my truest skill,

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

That's aids to the ill

Dammit i have too much skill

I'm gon remember her, but still

You cant keep up with this skill

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Is when a person has a artistic skill

Skill to skill, i kill to kill

Lady at the frank stand will