This is a song about "Freeze time"

When you workin like that you freeze me

Hopin' that my niggas see

Fake fuckers, who freeze up when there's trouble,

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

Dicks whipped out of our kecs, watch the crowd retreat and freeze,

You could love it or hate it but he was prime time

You'll freeze in time when i pull the trigger and end my rhyme

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

Cold like the polar vortex, i got wicked frees (freeze)

Catches cold like everybody freeze,

You make a nigga sing songs nice