This is a song about "Zachary frost"

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

It's buttery as jack frost under some miami heat

Our relationship was like a bad poem, robert frost

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

I'm damn lost like jack frost in the heat

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

Cause my mother let me do what i want

Fakes try to put me on de-frost, they be glossed,

The real cost is being lost heartless frost in my fuckin playscape no escape

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make