This is a song about "Frozen"

You still stare at frozen juice cans, cause they say concentrate.

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

Bring the battering ram where you live

I'm so cold, yo i'm frozen "ice"

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

Surviving and we're thriving on ramen noodles, frozen peas,

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

You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though

Radio playing songs until i came across i used to love h.e.r i was frozen

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

Pray to whoever got on the biggest of crucifix

Sendin kanye to the frozen aisle for some fish sticks