This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

But,my raps scar and kill,

Oh you murder? i accidentally kill

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

Kill a bitch extract her blood and turn that spell her name in bloody alphabet

Before you turn too cold

All this paper i fold

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

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

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

We forever be real, we'll never fold

So fuckin' awesome, kickin' rhymes cold,