This is a song about "Icy wrist"

I never fit in with them light skins

Rolex on my wrist cost me 12 chickens

Try to shake my hand end up with a broke wrist

Whoever want it, they better note that i’m so focused

Its so murderous and impervious how i work my wrist

If you think you can spit then i am the fuckin' dentist

Icy kash, wit the dope shit

Well, i can handle that

Take my wrist and slit it

Rack, rack city shit

My name is icy kash. yours is a piece o' shit.

Like a monica skinded with a madonna spirit

Black fours red drop head doors

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

All these diamonds dancing on my wrist

When really i'm a virgo and the truest