This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

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

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Oh you murder? i accidentally kill

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

When there was a flood they really just have cold blood, their heartless

Kill kill kill that's my motherfucking mind set

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

But,my raps scar and kill,

For real, a nigga ill

Rhymes flow through me like blood

I’m coming back like light-skin and

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

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill