This is a song about "Out in the cold"

My nature, its all love, that's how that shit be goin

Everything is written in the cold, so it can coin-

Kids out on the corner cold, bring em in to your heated flat

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

Knocked out in the lunch in

It ain't where i been

Man its cold out here but i'm survivin' in this weather

They call me conscious, and i think i'm better

Hard to shovel the cold crap out of the way

But i ain't get to see you today

The truth, now it's told, cold 'till in the morning breeze,

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

I see the addict, the alcoholic with golden flask out cold,

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

While we nearly got evicted to be ditched in the cold