This is a song about "Skill level"

And my necessary skill/

That's aids to the ill

I'm level two, you're level eight

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

I'm gon remember her, but still

You see this ain't no a skill

As i light one for ill will

Cause i done pushed my level

Wanna step up to my level?

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

But i'm ascending to a new level

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Skill to skill, i kill to kill

You cant keep up with this skill

Lady at the frank stand will