This is a song about "Too cold to run"

I breathe fire, cause it's too cold

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

And to run me off, you gotta run me down

Then get out your seat and jump around

Music's too loud, i want to run and hide

By any means necessary get campaign right

Im liable to spit cold fire

I got more hoes than tiger

Takin' breaks will leave you broken

Give you a second to run

To having a motherfuckin' fortune too...

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

I like to watch you run,

Work straight out the kitchen