This is a song about "Anal cream"

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

Never commit to stacking someone else's cream

Rape her anal walls 'till i cause hemorrhage

The ape is a beast, tranquilize that bitch

Staple ya hands to ya face and make a dyke give you anal

If we wasn't so original, then we'd be criminal

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

We're freaky leeches, no sweet peaches or cream,

Whatever ya'll mean i ain't got cream

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Y'all wonder 'bout the money, man we got plenty cream,

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme