This is a song about "Cold one"

Whatever weather, cold or warm

Could make the eyes of the blind perform

Your thought provokes a a common cold

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

My game cold, one degree

I like my girls smart, skinny

I breathe fire, cause it's too cold

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Hand to hand in the cold

Is a space that now you hold

Catches cold like everybody freeze,

Cause there could never be peace

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Get ya apron on/teas gettin cold/