This is a song about "Cold sob"

See i've been myself lately, i'm not here to talk a lot of sob,

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

Is a space that now you hold

Your thought provokes a a common cold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Skipping class and growing cold

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right

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

I'm nice, yo, fuck it, i'm out cold

All this paper i fold

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

Get ya apron on/teas gettin cold/

I say that the pool is closed

But for long time i had gone cold