This is a song about "Cold cereal"

Is a space that now you hold

Skipping class and growing cold

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Almost like finding all marshmallows in a box of lucky charms cereal.

Now there's bits of her floating in my cereal bowl

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

Now if i can walk through sweltering hot parking lots 'round swarming shots

I confess i never got my talent from the bottom of a cereal box,

The truth shall be told

Though it seems the world is cold

Before you turn too cold

All this paper i fold