This is a song about "Robert frost"

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

Our relationship was like a bad poem, robert frost

Fakes try to put me on de-frost, they be glossed,

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

I'm damn lost like jack frost in the heat

It's buttery as jack frost under some miami heat

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

You're the john mccain to his robert e. lee/

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

The real cost is being lost heartless frost in my fuckin playscape no escape

For the first time with robert and ani - yah

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha