This is a song about "Fried nights bye that ice"

Jeremy scotts, 3 stripes

In the coldest days darkest nights

People say that i'm cold as ice. well take some own advice.

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

Nigga bye this is my closure, still the king and forever will be, that im so sure.

Try to find a way to make it out the gamei leave this and hope god can see my heart is pure

K o d, m i a, twenty racks, let it fly

That was the last time, this is really good-bye/

Some nights i get really close to squeezing that gun.

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

I'm so hot that i touch ice and it starts sizzling

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Fried, despised my heart that lies within/

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

Literally, crossed that burn you'll need an ice cube