This is a song about "Zachary frost"

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

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

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

I'm damn lost like jack frost in the heat

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

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

Our relationship was like a bad poem, robert frost

Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short

It's buttery as jack frost under some miami heat

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet