This is a song about "She s icy"

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

If i get stopped, have a bitch throw the weed out

Icy kash with the song, it's me, ain't no doubt.

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Flyest nigga in this bitch, and i don't even own no chain

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

All the women say my name, at the same damn time

My name's icy kash, in case i wasnt introduced.

But rather than singing non praise the dude

Off jump boo, cudi give you funk

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Not because i'm icy, that don't mean i can't be hot

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god