This is a song about "Street hockey"

Leave you severed across the street

I pray the lord my guns to keep

My mood is cocky, i'll mopping your ass on from the floor like its air hockey

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

Booty meat shaking in a groovey street

If he does my soul to keep

Bang! is the only sound of the street

Must be something you want me to see

Iceman to your face  i'm not talking hockey.

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

Carried off the playground into the street.

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

See more ice than a hockey goalie

Claiming i rap like i'm street,

For the low that nine cheap