This is a song about "Nolan snow"

Throw my hood up, it's startin to snow

But i'm right back cause the fans couldn't wait though

My flow kinda chilly because i be spitting that snow

Chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo

So much snow got me feelin' snowden

And it rules everything around them

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow

Cold hearted as spiderman throwin a spider in the snow

Carefully packaged with snow

Preaching to the choir though

I came up hungry

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low

Wear dem in da sand, wear dem in da snow,

People words are weak like some snow

Where they find me, 16 on death row