This is a song about "Snow ballerina sock"

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

I only let her in 'cause she agreed to make it snow

They keep calling me a dog,and i keep getting sock

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

I'll still bang her wearin nothin but a sock/

Cause they gon want a return rain sleet hail snow

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

My life is like the snow season

Keeping yours stuck like packed up snow.

Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop

Sock a mad hatter joints pop and lock