This is a song about "Ice hockey"

My conscious only knew whats half tight

Mind of ice/time to fight/

Play the game nigga

Ice cream or vanilla,

Before we see it's hard to live

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

Thugs slingin ice, rollin dice, whores with lice

Never wanted so bad for 2pac to be alive

Where i had the hockey puck replaced with a grenade!

Drink a fifth of hennessy and then take another fade

Even ice, i , c , e

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

I'm ice cold like the winter days

Slow and steady wins this race

Chromed-out mansion in paradise

Don’t even gotta break the ice