This is a song about "Cold one"

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

I'm cold on the cold turkey

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

I'm nice, yo, fuck it, i'm out cold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Skipping class and growing cold

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

The woods are dark and its a cold, cold night,

Before you turn too cold

Is a space that now you hold

All because of a heart, that turned cold

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

I breathe fire, cause it's too cold