This is a song about "Curry 30"

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

Like a nigga movin' kilo

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

Cause you're the worst best girlfriend i ever had

I expect a solemn apology from you audibly/

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Welcome to the dirty south,we don't have 40's it's a 30 ounce

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

If i dont die before im 30 than ill be in a prison

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

And wrote this from 4:25 to 4:30, hah

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah