This is a song about "Cold shower"

This is for my niggas gettin' high on the regular

Her names nicola, she wanna facetime in the shower,

That thick curly hair still wet from the shower

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Rocking with the shower head pissing.

Since she wasn't really cribbing to his living

Listens for the shower, not even a drop,

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

If its not couture, i will not go to her

I turn on the water and step into the shower

Hand to hand in the cold

The truth shall be told

Skipping class and growing cold

All this paper i fold

Before you turn too cold

I say that the pool is closed