This is a song about "Winter and vacantoi"

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

These streets are cold as winter, but folks still pack the heat,

My flow's frozen solid, it's the middle of winter,

And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror

The most brokest cold stock broker winter solstice

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

Exclusive bitch, brand new whip, and black coats in the winter

Now i'm shinin in the broad, day-light - go figure

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment