This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

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

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

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

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Kill it frozen bars, catch a cold case focused

I say that the pool is closed

Before you turn too cold

Uhh, and i'm ill

Till we will, fucking kill!

I'm cold on the cold turkey

But five years from now i bet she see

That shit was wack as fuck

Slit your hand, sign this in blood,

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Ive got no license to kill