This is a song about "Toronto the city of the cold"

You just trynna be haters

City bread just like the rangers

In the city of angels no one is safe

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

I can still remember my vacation to the city of ember

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

And for 20-spat about the city!

When you wipe your eyes see it clearly

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Hand to hand in the cold

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

I'm cold on the cold turkey

I'm the king of england this shit too cold,

I mean of course just the same old