This is a song about "Ice spice talking about stealing madz man and her poopy dookie kink"

So i ain't giving a fuck

Talking about fight club,

I bring the spice, it's nice, strife and hype, a trife life,

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

Fifth wheel on the back just hang

Would you like to break the ice man

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

Instead of talking about real issues and internal pain

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Living underground like a godfather buried alive

Aint really too concerned about the fuckin platinum and ice

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

About how her man knows how to flow and shows his potent talents to others

And talking about experience in living (or bitching)

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing