This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

Come on this journey

I'm cold on the cold turkey

And bijies like im out and

Rhymes flow through me like blood

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

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

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

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

So fuckin' awesome, kickin' rhymes cold,

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Before you turn too cold

That's aids to the ill

Skill to skill, i kill to kill

But,my raps scar and kill,

As i light one for ill will