This is a song about "Hockey and canada"

And don't ever (and don't ever)

I'm gettin discouraged with her

My mood is cocky, i'll mopping your ass on from the floor like its air hockey

I dont gotta join illuminati just to get a new bugatti

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

Cold, my style making my nose run

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

See the state line? pack, grab that pass and drive up to canada/

And pissing red, white, and blue

And real bitches don't respect you

Where i had the hockey puck replaced with a grenade!

Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake

See more ice than a hockey goalie

God mc oh my god you gotta see