This is a song about "My raps so cold"

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

My only purpose in life to kill myself up on accident

My raps so high the touch en the ceiling

It sorta becomes a cycle like hoes bleeding

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

My raps are violent so wheres my next patient

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

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

My raps are so good, i just cured cancer.

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

I am so flexible like king kong my raps aint fake nor mock,

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

My raps so good, you be askin' for more.

Catch me rolling with kelly or at the hilton with paris

My raps are so hit and run, lindsay lohen, watch out for my benzes