This is a song about "Cold blooded"

Before you turn too cold

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

I mean of course just the same old

Skipping class and growing cold

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Every barrel verily feral, i maul shit, cold blooded when i cull it

So fuckin' awesome, kickin' rhymes cold,

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

After every show, a dream she hold

Get ya apron on/teas gettin cold/

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

What makes my raps flow so cold

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

Your thought provokes a a common cold