This is a song about "Ice carving"

Take some real advice and form a group with vanilla ice

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

With shards of ice and glass

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

People say my heart is cold as ice

Don’t even gotta break the ice

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

Even ice, i , c , e

Trying to catch me riding dirty

Im carving a cavity callously in mcs that manfully stand to me-with peace n love

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Carving out a path was a hardship for the traveler,

I bet i get the fall rosay had this summer

I'm so cold, i was blessed in ice

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise