This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

You're our own flesh and blood/

Rhymes flow through me like blood

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

Skill to skill, i kill to kill

I'm gon remember her, but still

I say that the pool is closed

Before you turn too cold

Full up to fuck with blood,

I thought it'd get better but

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

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