This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

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

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Real recognize real, you need some id to be noticed though

These story's are cold, stopped blood flow, evils you know , don't slow

But,my raps scar and kill,

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

I’m tryna be low key

I'm cold on the cold turkey

Skill to skill, i kill to kill

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Graveyards filling up with street blood

That shit was wack as fuck

But i murdered you in cold blood, and got away with it!!

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

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

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill