This is a song about "Chucky ice"

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

Aint really too concerned about the fuckin platinum and ice

Yall sweeter than ice cream cones

This is oh so much like getting votes

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Karma inescapable my thin ice breaking,

Im ice cool, you just ice cold!

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Home invading i'm skating on thin ice,

I’m on these niggas mind like lice

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

I'm so cold, i was blessed in ice

Still ain't got no ice, only cotton sweaters.

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Tryna find the one

This is ice, this is frozen,