This is a song about "Cold is my soul"

Of my soul, while ultimate goal is to usurp this this throne

That why when he outta town i make sure she is not alone

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

Age thirteen, rapping like a machine, and nothing is stopping my cold wind flow that sends shivers

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

Tell satan my soul is his to take,

The only thing that i can see is god's forsaken my soul,

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight

My flow is tight and cold as ice, coast to coast it's right,

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

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

Women at my pole

Sell my soul, price of coal

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Nigga on a roll, my soul is fuckin empty