This is a song about "Warm and cold"

Do you plan to pass this cold trait, and have your offspring last this cold fate?

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great

Do you plan to pass this cold trait, and have your offspring last this cold fate?

But until my heart stop and turns cold,

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

To your heart and no one warn that this place is so warm now you worn

Want you all to listen so i rap it in election form

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

Y’all talk about your wine chill and your beer cold,

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

I've been so tired, all my songs are so blatant and cold,

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

I got a launcher and the feeling to be poppin' em cold,