This is a song about "Ice cue"

Yall sweeter than ice cream cones

Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes

Im ice cool, you just ice cold!

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Go to school today, tomorrow, the day after

It's the apocalypse now cue the final chapter

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Karma inescapable my thin ice breaking,

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

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

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

So much class, double d’s and ass

With shards of ice and glass

Show me some happiness again, i'm going blindi spend my time in this cell, ain't living well

Inability to notice the smile of death, your only cue and my only tell,