This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

She insecure with her body so she like fuck it though

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

I have already murdered you in cold blood, my work here is done

Holla; cheech chong & folarin, only get high when my lows come often

Graveyards filling up with street blood

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

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

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Before you turn too cold

Ive got no license to kill

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

I reel them in, goadomes on see

I'm cold on the cold turkey