This is a song about "Bitch you cute but some times you can be lil boo wiff yhur self on da ice"

When i get to warwick avenue

But you look so cute in blue...

I'm gettin blitzed and i reminsce on all the times we shared

That's right i'm right bitch you better call yo self a friend/

Like the olympics these youngins just won another metal

You irish cocky bitch you're on my-ish level but you rebel

You know i'm sneaky boo

Oh who do you

K'naan and wale got money in the bank

How many times you lied, come on be frank

Get you fixed up quick, i know life can be a bitch but murder is not the solution/

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil’ tan

But least you could do's to break the ice, man