This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

Ive got no license to kill

As i light one for ill will

He told me to fucking kill you in cold blood right on sight

But pussy and patron will make you feel alright

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

So i spend it real fast, cause i’m tryna sit and chill

Skill to skill, i kill to kill

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Before you turn too cold

All this paper i fold

Barely breatin believin that the world is a prison

I have already murdered you in cold blood, my work here is done

Till we will, fucking kill!

I'm gon remember her, but still