This is a song about "Cold body"

Your thought provokes a a common cold

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Mow anybody wanna play some hockey

Shoes that i stole off your dead body

Your words engraved on my body

Hopin' that my niggas see

Im throwin' shots to yo body

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Just look at my good body

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

Its obvious im hot its obvious you cold

Hand to hand in the cold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

All this paper i fold

Before you turn too cold