This is a song about "Cold and hole"

Tick tick boom and you got a hole in your ears

But this ain't physics or rocket science

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

Feel the heat and the cold, seventy degrees above and below,

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

And i sure aint gunna sit here and tell yo my hole life story

But i murdered you in cold blood, and got away with it!!

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

So lonely and cold, respectable and bold.

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Skipping class and growing cold

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

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