This is a song about "Bold heads"

My mic's like a samuri its sliced heads,

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

But for long time i had gone cold

S queezys very bold

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

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

This is the root of all evil

Picking heads for oral

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Talk shit to me? get bold n meet my reming-ton

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

It's a ribbity rambully, be bob drop from a 3 year old

Black woman you cold

In bold, cold- hearted, uphold/