This is a song about "Fold"

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Little girl magic, truth be told, a star in the fold

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

This amazing voice within your choice to check or fold.

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

Live your life, don't fold under press pressure, me who you are it ain't hard

I'll never break or fold, i'll never end up celled behind bars,

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

My money don't fold i'm gettin' this dough

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Hungry for more burgers,anger fold in curlers,but love nurtures