This is a song about "Wearing tons of layers in the snow"

I just step up in the club pour it up on a bad bitch that be wearing thong.

In fly modei'm a homicidal outlawand five-o, get your lights on, fight long

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

Ask rajesh about the snow cone and get the package of raw

Pen and paper, peel the layers

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Three major players gettin papers by the layers

Cold hearted as spiderman throwin a spider in the snow

The hot-box vehicle like breathing out the window

Yup sure,i came from the dirt,ordained from his his birth and i'll remain on this earth

Thinkin they true players, but they soft as fuck after the first couple of layers

Fuck you once and leave you naked in the snow, with two kids

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

So you don't drown, when you decide to follow

Say you make "tons" of doe 50 or so hell no