This is a song about "Cold trigga"

Your thought provokes a a common cold

Is a space that now you hold

I breathe fire, cause it's too cold

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

My tv stays on cartoon network, fuck that twilight shit

My finger's on the trigga and nigga i'm 'bout to pull it

The truth shall be told

Im ice cool, you just ice cold!

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

Where the floor boards are so cold,

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

I'll murk em like dirk nowitzki pullin the trigga from three

I mean of course just the same old

So fuckin' awesome, kickin' rhymes cold,