This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck

You're our own flesh and blood/

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

And if my record never break, i still won’t break my promise

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

Ive got no license to kill

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Thats spits lyrics so cold

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

I have already murdered you in cold blood, my work here is done

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

Before you turn too cold

I mean of course just the same old