This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

You're our own flesh and blood/

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

Thats spits lyrics so cold

I say that the pool is closed

Kill a bitch extract her blood and turn that spell her name in bloody alphabet

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

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

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

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

Following the king of diamonds, bitch you went ape shit

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

Oh you murder? i accidentally kill

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

And if my record never break, i still won’t break my promise

I mean of course just the same old

Skipping class and growing cold