This is a song about "My thoughts are to deep cold and frozen"

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

Look deep inside my train of thoughts, gold ring players,

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Amma change my style a bit and try to spit deep raps.

Thoughts are provoking, these thoughts are a commotion

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Shit, my raps cut so deep my lyrics are straight razors,

My rap isn't fast but i have been the coldest

Kill it frozen bars, catch a cold case focused

And when i start to rise

I'm so cold, yo i'm frozen "ice"