This is a song about "Winter at valley forge"

Yea, though i walk through the valley of the shadow of death, i will fear no evil:

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Why am i like this? why is winter cold

After every show, a dream she hold

Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor

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

The most brokest cold stock broker winter solstice

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

God flow, got that winter breeze, like chicago

I'm just saying, i ain't bitching though

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

Not were in the valley of the shadow pioneers