This is a song about "Zoe snow"

People words are weak like some snow

My ambition to blow

But five years from now i bet she see

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

You blow harder than my pops snow blower

Just lay your head on my shoulder

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

My flow kinda chilly because i be spitting that snow

Keeping yours stuck like packed up snow.

I've been fly, i'd could probably show

You're the snow, i'm the sun

And it weighs a ton

Say hello to miss thang, i forgot yo name, she yellow

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

Your ass just craves for more when it's spanked by bears 'n' #snow

I’m trying to go though, y’all already know though