This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

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

Hand to hand in the cold

Is a space that now you hold

She was the queen of the club

You're our own flesh and blood/

I mean of course just the same old

Before you turn too cold

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

Kill kill kill that's my motherfucking mind set

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

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit