This is a song about "Chilly willy"

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

Petrol clouds lurked over several crowds of people in the chilly breeze

Boy got dollars, pounds or whatever

And i hate the chilly weather

Heavy breaths slowing heart now my skin is gettin chilly

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

It's no longer a new jack city

The cold wind blows to my skin it felt chilly

My flow kinda chilly because i be spitting that snow

They knee deep in today, ain’t too fond of tomorrow

What you really feeling? and how you willy healing

It sorta becomes a cycle like hoes bleeding

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

And, everybody getting envy cause they see me chilly