This is a song about "Cold trigga"

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

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

Hand to hand in the cold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

So fuckin' awesome, kickin' rhymes cold,

Stay ready to pull a trigga quick

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

I mean of course just the same old

Though it seems the world is cold

Its obvious im hot its obvious you cold

After every show, a dream she hold

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

But until my heart stop and turns cold,