This is a song about "No ice with that"

Thugs slingin ice, rollin dice, whores with lice

I'm official nice, y'all niggas fisher price

Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

But we alright, and we ball right, it's no return, we're just flossin' ice,

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

Literally, crossed that burn you'll need an ice cube

Living underground like a godfather buried alive

You lyrics suck, thats why your at the bottom with vanilla ice

Well, fuck that cause i'm an ice cold man

Fifth wheel on the back just hang

Well, screw that cause i'm an ice cold man

Pushing in my mama van

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

With lessons that have no meaning and too many false avatars

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

Im that adolescent mc whos attested, not to mess with no questions