This is a song about "Too much ice on"

You prolly wouldnt see dis much ice in a hail storm.

I got a liable larynx, my throat warm

Head for breakfast, fuck for lunch

I beat myself up too much

Home invading i'm skating on thin ice,

I'm in your head like mnemonic device

Could never get a girl to love him, too much fat on his belly

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Rockin so much ice they call me snow bae.

I'm on my grown man b.i you see why

Ice on our two four, you know it's too cool. time's too cruel.

To make karma come faster than she normally will

On my fifth spliff now, too much weed ive been smoking,

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Time ain't on her side

They seem too much alike.