This is a song about "Shania frost"

It's buttery as jack frost under some miami heat

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

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

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

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Our relationship was like a bad poem, robert frost

I'm damn lost like jack frost in the heat

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed