This is a song about "Freeze dome"

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

You can swallow your words like a full load to the dome

He threw a punch at a poor kids dome

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home

And it runs up though their brains and relaxes in their dome,

You gotta breathe and be at ease

Icee give you brain freeze

Aim bullets straight at your dome

Stop blowing up my cellphone

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

Can't hear me? does your dome work?

You go down you a muff diver, yo bitch give me dome

I'm definitely in a class of my own