Its cold as fuck no heat piplines are broken,starvin around christmas time no presents to open/
head hurtin in the hood now niggas provocin,no hands around ya throat but mad polution makes you think you choken/
my boy died last night on chestnut swurving up on all the black ice/
my nigga was pissy drunk befor he left the party i begged him to act right/
but in the hood old heads is so sure of they self,talken up in the barber shops/
my conect said take the bus now im forced up on the charcter sell da rocks/
this is a cold winter colder than the rest niggas is mad buggin/
don't care to much for family cuz im catchen beef wit my older cuzin/
gotta find a quick fuck cuz the stress and hormoans are jumpin,love jones in the bed thumpin/
her man found out i was hitten in the hood some one said sumthin,she lyin tellen him she did nothin/
i love this place,even tho its full of hate,i live by god and the daily date/
life short money slow so i force myself to move at a faster pace/
me and quan at my spot apartment 245,fried beef outside my door quan gota desert egal on his side/
BOOM BOOM what we herd spinnen off was them boys ride/
They was gone but on the door a note read we'll get yall next time/
its seams like im scare but my mind aint playin tricks on me/
got my ear to the street so i can hear the bull shit homie/
damn i need to go to sleep without it being forever/
come on get a grip the pieces are forming together/
i need weed and black n' milds i got those let me relax this shit hurts/
this is my wint in the hood from december 1rst to the 31rst