This is a song about "Cold showers"

I say that the pool is closed

Though it seems the world is cold

All because of a heart, that turned cold

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Who gets his rocks off in the showers staring down the trousers of some washed up rapper

But not as bad as lookin' backwards wishin' that we hadn't been such of a damn disaster

Grenade showers spit across the battlefield

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Your thought provokes a a common cold

I mean of course just the same old

But until my heart stop and turns cold,

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Asteroid showers are my solution to rap cowards