This is a song about "Thin ice"

Chew thin niggas like under cooked grits

Two whips, six tattoos, no kids

Rollin' down the four o five

Don’t even gotta break the ice

Spread thin between dreams and obligations,

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

I'm so cold, i was blessed in ice

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

And just looked at the whole situation

I'm so cold, yo i'm frozen "ice"

Turn to the side, let me see them thighs

You don;t thin anymore

Didn't do a thing at all