This is a song about "My comebacks so cold"

I've been so tired, all my songs are so blatant and cold,

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

I've been so tired, all my songs are so blatant and cold,

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

I got a cold heart and you're in my sights so here comes the polar front

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Mind so cold leave you in stone, medusa

And getting money is the song i sing

Your whip so cold – this old thing?

Thats spits lyrics so cold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled