This is a song about "All cream"

So we're plottin up a scheme to get the seven figure cream

They wait on my return, i am az-zahir hakim

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

Wicked roots up under me, it was mean, no peaches, cream,

And you suddenly got cream and all that time was broke and poor,

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

Time to go lets load up the coke and cream

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Stacking cream snatching girls for my team

Just before they seen my money in the green

And much good stuff like homemade ice cream

With a nice vanilla cream

But i wear mine on my head, supreme