This is a song about "Cold dark and scary"

The kid circles lonely in a dark cold cage.

With foreign names, valet the range

I go, in when i start putting words out

Where scary props and freaky sounds surround

This is the concrete

Those dark eyes and wrists bleed

Yea i'm livin' right these niggas dead wrong

Until this dark cold night will gone

Its scary in the streets and most dont really get this

This ain't mine, it's ricky, but shhh don't tell my bitches

Matter of fact he don't got one and thats a scary outcome

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

My garage full of cars that bounce

Round and around, army of scary clowns,