This is a song about "Cold killer"

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror

I flow on the stereo iller than a serial killer,

Now shining in the broad day light, go figure

I don't do the chasing hun, i'm a made killer

I mean of course just the same old

Skipping class and growing cold

I'm ripping and spilling till the end of days "cold cut killer"my pride n accolade

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

God mc oh my god you gotta see

I'm cold on the cold turkey

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

Blasting psychill, poppin' brain killer