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

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

I know my shit better anyone on this damn earth, curse this place, it's worse

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

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

Pen and paper, peel the layers

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

My other capo in this big-ass.. conglomerate called death row

Truth's in the gut, we get looks of disgust cause we're stuck in the snow

Listen to the lame rings of kids who play

I need money in a major way

Sitting back all these layers need to peal

Tell them girls right there that the man right here

Cold hearted as spiderman throwin a spider in the snow

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow

Well, i'm homeless man, i sleep in the snow/

Y'all niggas come last, i'm first though