This is a song about "Walking in a cold"

Was so cold that we'd be freezing in need of a sweater

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

I wake up in a cold sweat, a red neck with his bed wet

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Is getting turned down, in the end i've been walking with a frown

Your bitch texted me, wants it now so i had to knock her down

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Your a lyrical titanic your in the water its cold as a bitch

They are not confident when im talking

Why i'm fucken falling in each step i'm walking?

Nervous in a cold sweat, no phone call yet

I say i put it so deep now she a cone head

Lean got me sleep walking like i'm in a conscious coma

Any club we out we prolly' tearin' up the sofa