This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

That's aids to the ill

Skill to skill, i kill to kill

So fuckin' awesome, kickin' rhymes cold,

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Oh you murder? i accidentally kill

What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand

Let it rain let it flood let a crip kill a blood

Ive got no license to kill

For real, a nigga ill

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

Kill a bitch extract her blood and turn that spell her name in bloody alphabet

But i murdered you in cold blood, and got away with it!!

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit