This is a song about "Ice jj fish"

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

My new flow bought hublots below zero

I got gills bitch im a sea fish

So i gotta spit to this

I'm in your head like mnemonic device

Home invading i'm skating on thin ice,

The fish was kinda smelly

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed, (jj fad)

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed, (jj fad)

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

And i be talking about me, i do this

And kept twitching her eyes like a dead fish

Clutchin’ on this lube and roses

You are a little tuna fish