This is a song about "Such skill"

Lady at the frank stand will

Dammit i have too much skill

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill

While ur not looking ill switch our glasses with freaking skill

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill

An adrenaline junkie amazed by my skill

Skill to skill, i kill to kill

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

You see this ain't no a skill

That's aids to the ill

You say i got no skill?

I'm gon remember her, but still

You cant keep up with this skill

For real, a nigga ill

Pockets probably like fried food

Taking out such a pivotal group