This is a song about "Cold is my soul"

I mean of course just the same old

Though it seems the world is cold

The truth is told, so shoot me cold, you'll never take my pride

Motherfuckin o.groll up in the club and shit, is that right

Sell my soul, price of coal

Timmy got his bike stole

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

My bars is cold as subzero always rolling with flow like an armadillo

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

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

What the bloodclot, tommy frazier fuck yourself

My music is my soul, can't sell it to someone else

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

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

I have already murdered you in cold blood, my work here is done

As i read every word that you write, i can only imagine