This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

Slit your hand, sign this in blood,

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

Is a space that now you hold

Hand to hand in the cold

Kill it frozen bars, catch a cold case focused

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

You're our own flesh and blood/

Unify them, mob through, take over and

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

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Skipping class and growing cold

The truth shall be told