This is a song about "Cold showers"

So fuckin' awesome, kickin' rhymes cold,

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

But for long time i had gone cold

I say that the pool is closed

I'm cold on the cold turkey

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

This fires out its cold now

Bitches ain't around one thou

After every show, a dream she hold

But until my heart stop and turns cold,

Get ya apron on/teas gettin cold/

Is a space that now you hold

You say you baptized our minds like my rhymes in showers,

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

I breathe fire, cause it's too cold