This is a song about "Still cold"

Smoke one stack straight to my dome

I feel so cold standing alone

Skipping class and growing cold

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

All this paper i fold

Though it seems the world is cold

North cold or south cold, can't really make up my mind

You're my river runnin' high, run deep, run wild

What makes my raps flow so cold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Is a space that now you hold

I breathe fire, cause it's too cold

I'm nice, yo, fuck it, i'm out cold

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

The truth shall be told

Thats spits lyrics so cold