This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

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

I got some woods in yellow, to the burbs im ghetto

Hand to hand in the cold

The truth shall be told

That shit was wack as fuck

Rhymes flow through me like blood

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

Ive got no license to kill

Enforce, i'm elegant and

Graveyards filling up with street blood

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

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

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

Kill it frozen bars, catch a cold case focused

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift