This is a song about "Cold one"

Before you turn too cold

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

Im liable to spit cold fire

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

Get ya money up, jewelry tight, swagger right

Skipping class and growing cold

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Bitches ain't around one thou

This fires out its cold now

I say that the pool is closed

What makes my raps flow so cold

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Get ya apron on/teas gettin cold/