This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

Till we will, fucking kill!

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

These story's are cold, stopped blood flow, evils you know , don't slow

Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough

Skipping class and growing cold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Skill to skill, i kill to kill

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

But,my raps scar and kill,

I'm gon remember her, but still

The truth shall be told

Before you turn too cold