This is a song about "Thin ice"

But theres one thin line between love and hate

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

Highest form of affection, physical connection

To my homie charles bronson cause we been through thick and thin

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Ten more depending on where wale going

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

She said to love a bitch is to roll the dice

Home invading i'm skating on thin ice,

Motherfucker this is forever dope

This thin rope, lend dope, n' mend hope.

Hustle game incredible, ice game amazing

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Leave queers in tears, fear this thin bombardier

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill