This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

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

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep

Course not, i'm big like horse nut

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

Graveyards filling up with street blood

Bitches is artificially duck

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

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

You're our own flesh and blood/

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

And if you ain't heard me properly

I'm cold on the cold turkey

Is a space that now you hold

Before you turn too cold

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

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love