This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck

You're our own flesh and blood/

So fuckin' awesome, kickin' rhymes cold,

I mean of course just the same old

But,my raps scar and kill,

Lady at the frank stand will

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Skipping class and growing cold

I'm cold on the cold turkey

And if you ain't heard me properly

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

When there was a flood they really just have cold blood, their heartless

Before you turn too cold

All this paper i fold