This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

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

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

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

Ive got no license to kill

But,my raps scar and kill,

As i light one for ill will

Kill kill kill that's my motherfucking mind set

Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head

You're our own flesh and blood/

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

So fuckin' awesome, kickin' rhymes cold,

Thats spits lyrics so cold

Is a space that now you hold