This is a song about "Bold"

Bitch, all my verses on this beat are all pen and pad, yeah i'm bold

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

So would you please listen to what i'mma need from you

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

And the moon looking beautiful as ever

So bold n so cold in whatever type of weather

In bold, cold- hearted, uphold/

I mean of course just the same old

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

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

I say that the pool is closed

Hey little weakling im brave and bold