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

Had to borrow the ice to make for a better snow

Scarface, say i got that montana flow

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

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

Money's on my mind, break the bank, now the clothes and hoes,

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Never in my life thought you'd be the one to play me.

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

Then some lady named billie holiday

Listen to the lame rings of kids who play

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

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

Big too for the tribute and homage of their energy/ freestyle the greatest/ dope haters/

Thinkin they true players, but they soft as fuck after the first couple of layers

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

Thugs in their clothes, hustling with drugs to get love from the hoes