This is a song about "Cold"

I'm cold on the cold turkey

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Yeah, one time for the

Sound kinda cold nigga

Whatever weather, cold or warm

Everyday a star is born

North cold or south cold, can't really make up my mind

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

Where the floor boards are so cold,

Skipping class and growing cold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Im liable to spit cold fire