This is a song about "Chris ice hot money diss track"

I'm so hot that i touch ice and it starts sizzling

They rooting for me, they say a nigga buzzing

I'm responsible for this unstoppable diss

It made its way home like a road map, i fathered this

Hell was hot, but for the ice man it thawed him out

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

So it's nothing to finish

I'm so cold, yo i'm frozen "ice"

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

Like a racer in the track

I don't want it on my back

Quick flipping up sexy back

Just wait til the next track