This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

Zoning my second bottle, focused still on tomorrow

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

Skipping class and growing cold

All this paper i fold

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

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

So fuckin' awesome, kickin' rhymes cold,

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

Lady at the frank stand will

Skill to skill, i kill to kill

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Till we will, fucking kill!