This is a song about "Frozen in future"

Gotta lay low in the future mane

Well rick james, maury jane

And then in the future, a weaver

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

And say it in a rhyme for the future of our youth,

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

And say it in a rhyme for the future of our youth,

Gotta lay low in the future mane

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

This is ice, this is frozen,

I need to free them

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

Young money gone in the future helpful improvements

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

Frozen in dismay, set upon sticks high, bloodied just for show.