This is a song about "Ice quill"

Still ain't got no ice, only cotton sweaters.

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

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

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

Hoping you well, i know it's hell

Make ice and cream, shit would be swell

I'm so cold, i was blessed in ice

I’m on these niggas mind like lice

Thugs slingin ice, rollin dice, whores with lice

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Im ice cool, you just ice cold!

But now the dough like kaiser bro

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

And we crazy, homes

Yall sweeter than ice cream cones