This is a song about "Cold soda"

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

'nova- i'll sit on my sofa and shit in your soda

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Baby doll, check it out: i get around

Though it seems the world is cold

Is a space that now you hold

Munchies, i blamed soda or something that i ate.

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

We got acid in the air like we was pourin soda

Any club we out we prolly' tearin' up the sofa

Sounded fruitier than a fruity soda,

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Where the floor boards are so cold,