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

My rhymes are intensely deep 'n yours are just very weak,

If i ever bleed dmv you can hear it when i speak

Cide, my thoughts to guide,

Jungle fever for the night

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

So fed up with my thoughts like they are a buffet

Thoughts are crazy on a level never settled in my conscience

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

They're frozen and cold and smokin' the bowls of dope and then coast,

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

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

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

The woods are dark and its a cold, cold night,

If it's me that catch you, you're fried