This is a song about "Layers on layers of clothes to play in the snow"

I pull up in a ghost, hundred on my necklace

I'm splayed on the stage, so pure make snow white jealous

You dead broke, yes folks, the jewels are like egg yolks

She's shivering in the cold, 'cause she's outside with no clothes

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Diamond bling layers, i'm rhyming with a #king #slayer,

You get your girl for something tight tomorrow

Had to borrow the ice to make for a better snow

I only let her in 'cause she agreed to make it snow

Zoning my second bottle, focused still on tomorrow

Sitting back all these layers need to peal

You poser niggas ain't supposed to be here

Say your fucking prayers, stop cuttin layers, gods telling me your a sin waiting to happen,

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

Pen and paper, peel the layers

Penncounting pennys over tha years