This is a song about "Cold and flu"

You cant stop me im a super flu

And no nigga gon love you

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

And i drop top off in a hot cold

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

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

And be another victim in this cold world

Lifestyles of the young and the broke

And it's cold, tryin' to travel this road

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

I got a launcher and the feeling to be poppin' em cold,

I mean of course just the same old

Skipping class and growing cold