This is a song about "Winter fox in the snow"

Chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo

His daughter pops up, it's him n her playing in the snow

Now shes covered in "snow" and froze,

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

Bitches and hoes, yo, get smothered underneath the snow,

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though

So i spit a diss rap without the riff raff and leave him crying in the snow

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

Look's like a chandelier, look in the mirror

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

Truth's in the gut, we get looks of disgust cause we're stuck in the snow

She insecure with her body so she like fuck it though

But i kinda like your company

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

I spit murder, every bar is a crime

Her nose is whiter than russia in the winter time