This is a song about "Elsa the snow queen"

Man this life is but a dream

I'm hatsheput, the king, the queen,

I'm going up the snow without being zipped by a jacket

I'm trying to take you where nobody going to pay you, kid

But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra

Ask rajesh about the snow cone and get the package of raw

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

Im on the snow without a sled

I can rap from summer-time to when the snow is glistening

Wow, umm, so tyler if you had the chance to tell him something

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

Dirty or clean, journey on through, lets visit the queen,

Well, i'm homeless man, i sleep in the snow/

But i’m worth it though work this shit so perfect though

Blow up on this society

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money