This is a song about "Bold"

My sting has a suffering throb i dream and hope of win ning the gold

This rap is golden i have to go in, get back in place if your actin bold

All this paper i fold

S queezys very bold

You're bold but i'm a soldier and i'm colder than two degrees

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

Smacking and tacking you with big bold bolts of lighting too/

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

The truth shall be told

In bold, cold- hearted, uphold/

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

So bold n so cold in whatever type of weather

With hope's to break the minds of bold, and bend the souls of the feeble

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble