This is a song about "My flow not that cold"

I got that cold flow, winnipeg, this is work

And i can get em all without lots of effort

You hear that swoosh? my raps flow like a breeze.

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

I gonna take it really nice and slow

And you know this be that simple shit my flow

Now that in my zone , these niggas tryna ruin my flow

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

Don't you know that im cold ...money gold on my mind

No man alive has ever witnessed struggles i survived

My flow is cold, you know it's dope, oh, shit, maybe not,

It's like i just hit the lottery, my god

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

Age thirteen, rapping like a machine, and nothing is stopping my cold wind flow that sends shivers

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

Flow so cold that i got that all the bitches standing in rows