This is a song about "Those winter days"

Little white boy, shoutout mac miller

You're rap is cold like a freezing winter

I'm ice cold like the winter days

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

I’m trying to go though, y’all already know though

God flow, got that winter breeze, like chicago

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Liked it when those days were better

Then become a fuckin' addict, wait 'till those days cloud,

Cuz we'll come find you in all kinds of carssignin' out

My heart livin, got silver lining to soft women

Looking back to those days, there could be so much more to be done

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

Remember those days when i use to pass out, hand out to bad bitches

Those october days, we'd explore the fields of wonder

Cops rollin' past, rollin' papers in the passenger