This is a song about "Cold blood"

Thats spits lyrics so cold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

I mean of course just the same old

I'm nice, yo, fuck it, i'm out cold

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

All because of a heart, that turned cold

After every show, a dream she hold

Hand to hand in the cold

The truth shall be told

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

I'mma get on my zombie shit, wait, here's my carcass

Before you turn too cold

All this paper i fold

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Get ya apron on/teas gettin cold/