This is a song about "Want to kill"

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill

That’s rock bottom, when life makes you mad enough to kill,

Tech broke this down for you, the cia are known to kill,

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

Too focused, one word

Too stoned to kill a bird/

Sayin' dear lord, can you help a nigga?that last one i didn't want to kill

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

I always get high have tome to kill

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Or they will start to fucking kill

Like a male version of lauryn hill

You said, who gave hobbs the right to kill?

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill