This is a song about "It s cold"

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

Cold hearted, compose art, i do it now for jesus' name,

Dependin on navigation they ever know where they goin

Everything is written in the cold, so it can coin-

With a four finger ring like i can't spell my fucking name

Cold and deranged, so it just feels like i’m going insane,

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Though it seems the world is cold

And when i start to rise

It´s the battle of life

Turns on some cold water and blocks it, she layed in the tub with the

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

The cold wind blows to my skin it felt chilly

Look it something they can't ever see

Stone cold rhyme, that i spit it in abundance,

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns