This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

Graveyards filling up with street blood

About disaster in the world and

Ive got no license to kill

For real, a nigga ill

Thats spits lyrics so cold

Is a space that now you hold

Full up to fuck with blood,

But you know what

What a mess! but we clean in the club

Slit your hand, sign this in blood,

Like a male version of lauryn hill

Oh you murder? i accidentally kill

We aint summer we cold as bro our blood doesn't flow, it froze

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

But,my raps scar and kill,

Lady at the frank stand will