This is a song about "Canada is cold"

So now the truth is told, you've got the words, now shoot me cold,

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

So now the truth is told, you've got the words, now shoot me cold,

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

I'm hollow, my soul is simply cold, and it's lethal

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

You know, they say that dish is best served cold?

Been cold hearted in cruel in god's book is illegal.

Or popeyes, we don't keep no birds in the circle

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

Take that bitch to canada where errything is snow

But let me thank destiny i'm still alive

People say my heart is cold as ice

This is called revenge and it's best served cold

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old