This is a song about "Solid liquid gas evaporation condensation melting freezing sublimation deposition"

My own gods say i'm deceiving. my heart isn't cold, its freezing.

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Shower you like a jew in nazi gas

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Your lyrics just slip to the bottom like condensation

I've got muslims calling on jesus

Freezing your nose, your eyes, your corneas,

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

Produces more liquid than a pregnant bitches tit

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

Through tracks, tombs, gas moons encircled

That deadly green gas is capable of melting glass, and one time;

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

Definitely melting your mind like melting pots i'm melting tops

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots