This is a song about "December sadness"

Your heart is as cold as the middle of december

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

It was a few chords when i was bored, and it cut through the sadness

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

I know a little betty from downtown

I want to drink my sadness down

It feels like december 8th

When i pull up in that candy range

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Paralyzed void it was my december

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

The 1st, the 16th of april, october and 10:55 of december

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

Niggas surrounded by sadness

Do it to attack and rap about the bad times, sadness

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love