This is a song about "Ice cude"

If you gonna do it, do it nigga

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

Your life is a product of trash

With shards of ice and glass

I got alotta phones

Yall sweeter than ice cream cones

Than vanilla ice if he saw a spider/

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

What we gotta do to survive

Don’t even gotta break the ice

I'm so cold, yo i'm frozen "ice"

This is how she want to live

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Karma inescapable my thin ice breaking,

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

Home invading i'm skating on thin ice,