This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

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

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

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

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Licensed to kill and spill the blood of those who think they ill/

That's aids to the ill

Skill to skill, i kill to kill

Money i make em buck

Full up to fuck with blood,

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'm gon remember her, but still

But,my raps scar and kill,

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Ive got no license to kill