This is a song about "Your bold"

In bold, cold- hearted, uphold/

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Baby got that super bass

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

So bold n so cold in whatever type of weather

They is terrycloth with it, i'm italian leather

See, involvin' yourself is to be a part

Black and bold soldier dragon bitch i'm a braveheart.

Bold as a poet, story's foretold n' i know it, chosen to be thrown with opponents

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

Fuck a sidebitch, i need a chick thats bold