This is a song about "Fire and ice"

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

With shards of ice and glass

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Got a black ice chain, and it'll make your mama shiver.

Imitated out-of-toners wasn't going well

Make ice and cream, shit would be swell

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

The lexus and the platinum watch and ice on the wrists,

We will never die, we are forever alive

Take some real advice and form a group with vanilla ice

A far reach from them rap dudes

Open fire and dispatch troops

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream.

I get paper like i a mail box, seen