This is a song about "A world so cold"

But my bars are so cold you gone need a pair of

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

Cos i am making baby steps to make this world less cold

So fuckin' awesome, kickin' rhymes cold,

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

You should lock me up for being so dope with a flow so cold

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

Yo rhymes are so cold here's a jacket.

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

Thats spits lyrics so cold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

The world so cold it don't make sense.