This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

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

Oh you murder? i accidentally kill

So fuckin' awesome, kickin' rhymes cold,

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

Kill it frozen bars, catch a cold case focused

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

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

All this paper i fold

Before you turn too cold

I'm cold on the cold turkey

While i'm making history

Well, um, there's a but

Rhymes flow through me like blood

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

But,my raps scar and kill,