This is a song about "Ice storms"

Hoping you well, i know it's hell

Make ice and cream, shit would be swell

The world looking out, they on the front row

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

6 months, right back on the damn block anyway

I bring dark thunder storms in the month of may

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

My mind is cloudy, but when it storms its some insane rain/

This is ice, this is frozen,

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit

He storms to his computer room and, types that you're a faggot.

Vanilla ice flipping real estate/

Let em marinate, you forever late

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Hustle game incredible, ice game amazing