This is a song about "Skill god"

Here nigga on the road

If skill was health you'd be on coke

For real, a nigga ill

You see this ain't no a skill

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Dammit i have too much skill

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill

To productively go slow to show ,my truest skill,

While ur not looking ill switch our glasses with freaking skill

She ever fuck around, she will make a nigga kill

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

This is my skill, i'm making a choice

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Is when a person has a artistic skill

Lady at the frank stand will

And my necessary skill/