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

City bread just like the rangers

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

Bolder than all of you, too hot for the cold shoulder.

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

In the city of angels no one is safe

Move like i’m walking with an open case

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

Who came from the city of casa grande

I'm breaking the silence i'm sick of speculating the violence, i'm kenner city brawling.

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

You poser niggas ain't supposed to be here

Inner city hippy with the heart of steel

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

I can't correlate the weight of being served on a cold plate,

Words flowing like the city of venice

She can make a pimp fall in love