This is a song about "Selling ice"

Even ice, i , c , e

I just want somebody i can see

You busy selling eighths to make a profit

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

Im ice cool, you just ice cold!

I’m on these niggas mind like lice

Home invading i'm skating on thin ice,

Probly from selling or doing drugs

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Ugh, and that's gross but she love it though

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

With shards of ice and glass

Gotta make that cash