This is a song about "Being cold"

Cold to the bone, holdin' my claim / as being dope with the flows n' closest to fame

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

Its obvious im hot its obvious you cold

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Where the floor boards are so cold,

Fuck being counterfeit

So drop the slam and lets get sick

All this paper i fold

Before you turn too cold

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Thats spits lyrics so cold

I'm cold on the cold turkey

Hopin' that my niggas see

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

Another human being laying cold on the slaughter plate