This is a song about "Chucky ice"

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

See more ice than a hockey goalie

With shards of ice and glass

No one-half and i hate math

And if you got money man the head is amazing

Karma inescapable my thin ice breaking,

I'm so cold, i was blessed in ice

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Aint really too concerned about the fuckin platinum and ice

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

Y'all niggas come last, i'm first though

You ain’t content with tryin' to do your thang

Would you like to break the ice man

Yall sweeter than ice cream cones

Fake niggas get dial tones