This is a song about "Cold and flu"

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

And be another victim in this cold world

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

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

She got up, smarted at her mother and brother, felt the cold

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

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

My flow so sick i speak spanish flu

I'm tryna learn somethin new

Fire reds and flu games

Blow trees like a hurricane