This is a song about "Being strong in this cold world alone"

I'm always standing alone in this endless game, watching

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

You never know how much this world could be cold

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

Weeds good drinks cold musics loud in this bitch

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

O. trice always rep his block

In this world we walk hot, stand atop,

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

Dazed in confusion as the world shows the darkness being proven.

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

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

Cold-blooded, sly notoriety, being dishonored,

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

Wer all together in this cold world but i cant really blame it.