This is a song about "Thrift ice creams zootopia"

I’m on these niggas mind like lice

People say my heart is cold as ice

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Hustle game incredible, ice game amazing

Aint really too concerned about the fuckin platinum and ice

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

Who knows what the

Ice cream or vanilla,

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

Home invading i'm skating on thin ice,

Karma inescapable my thin ice breaking,

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

350 on the stove and it's 90 outside

Mind of ice/time to fight/

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

Wic, goodwill, salvation army, thrift shops, and powdered milk,