This is a song about "Cold trigga"

After every show, a dream she hold

Your thought provokes a a common cold

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Skipping class and growing cold

So fuckin' awesome, kickin' rhymes cold,

Is a space that now you hold

Get ya apron on/teas gettin cold/

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind

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

Thats spits lyrics so cold

I say that the pool is closed