This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

She said i'm ready to fuck

Graveyards filling up with street blood

What a mess! but we clean in the club

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

But,my raps scar and kill,

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

Kill kill kill that's my motherfucking mind set

So fuckin' awesome, kickin' rhymes cold,

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Till we will, fucking kill!

As i light one for ill will

I mean of course just the same old

Before you turn too cold