This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

Hand to hand in the cold

All this paper i fold

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Ive got no license to kill

That shit was wack as fuck

You're our own flesh and blood/

Slit your hand, sign this in blood,

I love you though i'll still fuck

Kill it frozen bars, catch a cold case focused

I decided my pride is just why i resist

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

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

So fuckin' awesome, kickin' rhymes cold,

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Graveyards filling up with street blood

Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck