This is a song about "She turned cold hearted and hitting money"

I was told i was cold hearted

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit

Rather live alone forever than live a lie

Handed him her money, – sniffed -, and now she was fly

She was my dream girl turned nightmare

It's how we put it there

She aint an object but neither is money and ill have that free based love

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

You'll be missing work, and switching lanes, and hitting cars,

All because of a heart, that turned cold

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

Cold hearted as spiderman throwin a spider in the snow

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window