This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

I'm gon remember her, but still

But,my raps scar and kill,

I mean of course just the same old

Skipping class and growing cold

I'm cool with all these broads in here but i do not date lucaya hoes

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

Full up to fuck with blood,

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club

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

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Skill to skill, i kill to kill