This is a song about "A cold world"

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Cold days without a jacket

But unfortunetly the world decided to torture me cold,

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

After lebron, i'm what's next

The world so cold it don't make sense.

I catch a cold from my fridgid flow,

What's the deal with the nets though

All because of a heart, that turned cold

Is a space that now you hold

Some of you bitches look stupid as fuck

Yeah this world is cold but with this drug,

I can’t promise this verse will be better than the first

And be another victim in this cold world