This is a song about "Cold killer"

Like a motherfucking serial killer i'm blood spilling

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

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

I have no killer degree, cause

Watching for hollow-tip shots

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

Serial killer, stuffing bodies in a bacterial pillar

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

I'm cold on the cold turkey

Cause i'm a cold hard killer that spits out rounds you won't survive

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs