This is a song about "Cold"

Get ya apron on/teas gettin cold/

Is a space that now you hold

Though it seems the world is cold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

I am the sole leader

She turn cold as a freezer

I say that the pool is closed

Skipping class and growing cold

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

Your thought provokes a a common cold

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

So fuckin' awesome, kickin' rhymes cold,