This is a song about "Thin ice"

That ride or die anytime, threw thick or thin,

I'mma go to war with the devil 'til we're even

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

Right flows down and they might go nice

That's compressed and thin/ suppressed within

Stand up misses i love your ambition

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

Or whatever religion you believe in, bitch you walking on thin ice and i'ma leave

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

Chew thin niggas like under cooked grits

Brighter than yellow bones

Yall sweeter than ice cream cones

But theres one thin line between love and hate

And i could see you coming home after work late

My position improving, not to mention

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