This is a song about "Your hiesenburg"

Freezing your nose, your eyes, your corneas,

The way she walks and causes a fuss

That's your soul along with your principles and your morals

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Your lyres are cheat so hold your pen open your book-let

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Your on fire.. your on fire

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Shove your head up your butt til ya see your own guts

And finally, everyone got their own problems

Bitch you should see my wallet

Roll your eyes & talk your shit.