This is a song about "Cold and calculated"

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

I'm walking down this cold and lonely ghastly place

And i drop top off in a hot cold

So lonely and cold, respectable and bold.

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

Seems like a cold place and its hard too breathe

Women front, they get its cold

My heart got cold and my mind grew old,

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

Do you plan to pass this cold trait, and have your offspring last this cold fate?

I mean of course just the same old

But until my heart stop and turns cold,

I've been so tired, all my songs are so blatant and cold,

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold