This is a song about "Cold"

Who knows what the

Sound kinda cold nigga

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Though it seems the world is cold

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

Get ya apron on/teas gettin cold/

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Its obvious im hot its obvious you cold

She turn cold as a freezer

Poke out from behind her

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

So fuckin' awesome, kickin' rhymes cold,

I breathe fire, cause it's too cold

I say that the pool is closed