This is a song about "Frosty the snowman"

This the land of the white man

Would you like to build a snowman

Would you like to build a snowman

She said she's never had a man

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

The more battles the better the flows

Tryna stay clear of my foes

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Cause my flow is too frosty like it's made of refrigerants

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Here's the answer and the antidote:

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between