This is a song about "Cold trigga"

All this paper i fold

Hand to hand in the cold

Im ice cool, you just ice cold!

I mean of course just the same old

Though it seems the world is cold

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Pull a trigga, aim at a nigga, bitch you better call a doc

North cold or south cold, can't really make up my mind

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

The truth shall be told

Skipping class and growing cold

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

Its obvious im hot its obvious you cold

I say that the pool is closed

What makes my raps flow so cold