This is a song about "Jery snow is a bitch"

You're not usin' your brain

Bitch this is not a game

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

Of a beautiful, heaven sent, and because it is relevant, bitch.

Had to borrow the ice to make for a better snow

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

This shit is a jungle, and im the king in this bitch

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

Like a condom that's scuffed up, i'm the wrong one to fuck with

Son of a bitch, i imagine what your father is

Bitch jealousy is a disease and its infectious

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Death is a bitch i know

Look how the buzz will grow

Heating up like may weather, dog i'm on that floyd shit

Window is open, cold as snow, no glimpse of a blanket