This is a song about "Letting go to bad things holding onto the good times"

And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status

Do it to attack and rap about the bad times, sadness

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

She cries reminiscing on the good times

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

Things i've done,learned and yet to know would lead me through the way i go

Shawty my bait, she say she never scared

All the good things do come to an end

Cuz i’m not letting this go

My niggas is winning though

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

Nothing but accapella when you're letting go

I'm longer than em: i ain't talking no rockin republic

Too many times in control and i allowed things to run amok,

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

And when we're on the mic and emotions letting go…