This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

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

He told me to fucking kill you in cold blood right on sight

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

I had beautiful words but girls never listened

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

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

Oh you murder? i accidentally kill

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club

Graveyards filling up with street blood

I mean of course just the same old

Thats spits lyrics so cold