This is a song about "Ice carving"

She graduated top of the class

With shards of ice and glass

People say my heart is cold as ice

Never miss these things, see my game precise

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

But ignite the lighter making my rhymes like fire and ice/

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

Don’t even gotta break the ice

Let them come we’re the ones carving history,

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Hustle game incredible, ice game amazing

Aint really too concerned about the fuckin platinum and ice

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

Bring the battering ram where you live

Home invading i'm skating on thin ice,