This is a song about "Snow and ice"

Shout out my nigga reggie bush that just gets you the highs

Aint really too concerned about the fuckin platinum and ice

Sipping on that quarter oj, ice and water

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

But fuck it, that's chains and ice, social commentary's lame,

I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big

And i be on point like a mutha fucking ice pick

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Now shes covered in "snow" and froze,

This is like riding through the city

Pcp, cocaine and ice set me free

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Just need a dope beat and bet, scotts nice, we got a cold flow and he got ice,