This is a song about "I rida on bika get cold"

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

It's burning slow, even though life on the streets kinda cold

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Shit i pray i never get rained on

I could get you shot, on the spot

Been running around trying find a job

Got no fear in no officer, they be scared of them doctors

If you were standing next to me i just get the cold shoulders

Livin life thinkin no man can hurt meso i'm askin -- before i lay me down to sleep

When i turn left or right i see dead in the night, lying on the street they got cold feet,

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

Cause i abhor a sloth and i'm as cold as a storm on hoth,

I breathe fire, cause it's too cold

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Prison cold gotta get in where i fit in before i am to old