This is a song about "Acne cream"

Better check ur facts b, i pop tags like its acne,

With some matching pink panties, lipstick from my granny

Then i'll rome with the gods, rip the acne from your face,

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

Obie trice, pour out a lil' liquor nigga

A mans on the ground, and thats not whipped cream

Down in miami, with a super ho team

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

But... what's oreo without the cream?

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

Respect equality and a right to make cream

Time to go lets load up the coke and cream

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Well maybe just that one motive, you know about cream

Just before they seen my money in the green