This is a song about "Cold"

What a sad sight, lookin’ at my gas light

The woods are dark and its a cold, cold night,

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Skipping class and growing cold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Thats spits lyrics so cold

My all gold rolly or the

Sound kinda cold nigga

I say that the pool is closed

But for long time i had gone cold

Got a little kick, but it ain't no tire

Im liable to spit cold fire

Where the floor boards are so cold,

Is a space that now you hold

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

Though it seems the world is cold