This is a song about "Cold coffee"

Before you turn too cold

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Hand to hand in the cold

I mean of course just the same old

I got crunk off a straight black coffee

It was just another party

I breathe fire, cause it's too cold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Gets him his coffee? thats nothing to proud about thats nothing to be loud about

Kids will black outsome cracked out hit the pen max outcome home and blow a back out

Hipster revolutionaries sittin' with coffee, equality,

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

Whatever weather, cold or warm

He gave 'em the platform

20$ for a small coffee, it's whiter than ireland

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt