This is a song about "Cold day"

This is my story, this is how the cold day went

So the next time you feel like your world's about to end

Just to go to liv on a sunday

Needlin' through his day to day

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Hand to hand in the cold

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind

North cold or south cold, can't really make up my mind

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

So fuckin' awesome, kickin' rhymes cold,

Before you turn too cold

All this paper i fold

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

All because of a heart, that turned cold

Skipping class and growing cold

Franky lymon the lime light gets old