This is a song about "Rocky horror picture show"

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Fuck this image i'll show you a real picture

Go for rounds with a punchline knockout rocky,

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Pockets probably like fried food

Smooth and rocky wormy goop,

Delivery choppy, break em like rocky

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Daddy kane, l, pun, notorious, the big picture,

But this bitch really think that i'm 'bout to buy her dinner

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Don't need no adorer, i'm like a horror

Painted by a vivid picture

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Feeling colorless like a 20s picture

If its not couture, i will not go to her