This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

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

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

She was the queen of the club

Slit your hand, sign this in blood,

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

Skipping class and growing cold

Hand to hand in the cold

I say that the pool is closed

Oh you murder? i accidentally kill

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill

Till we will, fucking kill!

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Ive got no license to kill

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