This is a song about "My thoughts are cold but my heart s colder"

But the hood was always in my heart

And by the way i'mma start

I'm ice cold like you when you was done with my heart, it's/

That's the capital of ghana for you idiots

Z-y-l-o/ the thoughts in my head are problematic

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

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

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

I like the way you talk ya game we mite be one and the same

My own gods say i'm deceiving. my heart isn't cold, its freezing.

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

"renegade" like jay hova, 'till i count my all days colder,

If ya'll don't know ya history ya'll should look a lil' closer