This is a song about "Tigg n kill"

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

Hustlas ‘n drug dealers struggling passed their troubles ‘n

Take a fucking chance that could later kill

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Marijuana but you kill mary n' go,

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

Till we will, fucking kill!

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

You mental state deteriorates n,

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

Flyer then the rest of them

Tried perfecting my letters n

I always get high have tome to kill

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will