This is a song about "Llit it snow"

You're the snow, i'm the sun

Work straight out the kitchen

Even if i ever leave now

When it's cold they get that snow plow

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

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though

Cause they gon want a return rain sleet hail snow

I get it poppin like pacman, ask polo

Bitches and hoes, yo, get smothered underneath the snow,

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

Now shes covered in "snow" and froze,

Wale dc said we on joe

Either way it's white as snow

But make sure if they do see

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money