This is a song about "Pokemon ice types"

With shards of ice and glass

I can get straight to the cash

End these weak niggas like a mofuckin' friday

So bare with me im many types of cray.

As many grains of salt as bacon

That's right i got bars about pokemon

People say my heart is cold as ice

Becoming someone you don't recognize

Like a deck of of fricken pokemon cards

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

I've got the urge to smite this nerd that types

But five years from now i bet she see

Even ice, i , c , e

Little light in the ass

With shards of ice and glass