This is a song about "Hot n cold"

Until the cops' shots on hot blocks reach a cold spot,

Try and pull me over, i will not stop

Some rappers are hot, some cold, it's two different weathers,

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Yall wanna keep yalls guns hot, yall can suck on some cold cocks

Fate was cold n' twisted, they had coexisted in bliss for the comfort

And i'mma hold you down forever and appreciate the effort

I'm cold on the cold turkey

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions

Im way too hot so many run, the rest get cooked n served like dennys buns.

Cold to the bone, holdin' my claim / as being dope with the flows n' closest to fame

But i'm a dreamerhave you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game