This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

I'm gon remember her, but still

Skill to skill, i kill to kill

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club

Graveyards filling up with street blood

As i light one for ill will

Ive got no license to kill

Let it rain let it flood let a crip kill a blood

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Full up to fuck with blood,

Money i make em buck

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

We aint summer we cold as bro our blood doesn't flow, it froze

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

Kill kill kill that's my motherfucking mind set

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

She said i'm ready to fuck