Ice Age

A cold wind blowing, blowing through the hills
For some it is snowing, and hailing on their kills
For some it is coke, and some just love their pills
But I just keep spinning deals, and stay blue just like my bills

Purple haze two door, say I'm a good but do more
If my mood sore, if I got a loot score
On the two shore, hangin on by true lore
Aiming for a two score, sinking in a new moor

I wish knew more, wish I were a new lord
With a true sword not hanging from a new cord
Not a new ward unless it got a two story
Only if it's mine and it doesn't come with new worry

I can hardly understand all the words you are speaking
My brain cannot comprehend what I was even seeking
I can't ever hold my tongue when a flame needs extinguished
I can't even understand cos money is my language

Stack it up and count it twice and don't fear stains or paper cuts, yeah
Make sure that it all counts right we don't want late night paper hunts
Remember that I keep keen sight, I don't take kind to Draper stunts
I will not ever lose what's mine, I trade my time for paper trust

Money is the problem, when happy, mad, or sad
I always got to know how many 0s are in the bag
How much do you owe me and how much is in your hand
Toe to toe or maybe you just scrounge up what you can

When there's not a worry, or a wary weight to bear
No struggle at first wake or going to bed with fear
You might go numb unsure of how to handle your own share
But when you got pockets stuffed it makes it hard to truly care

I can hardly understand even when it is English
My brain cannot comprehend why I hold up such meanness
I can't ever hold my tongue, I can be a mean linguist
Dunno why I waste my time the light'll never see this

I wake up anxious sometimes and bug out like I'm angel dust
Question sanity sometimes and wonder if I'm on the cusp
Remember all the things I saw, and know it's something that I must
I will not ever lose my mind, I'll trade my time for paper trust