This is a song about "Bananas and whip cream"

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Pop in a movie and now you dont wanna watch it cause you want an ice cream

Hold onto dreams and see where the cream has got us

And first off, i ain't trying to be conscious

Make ice and cream, shit would be swell

And bad bitches give me head and tell

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream.

- with navy seals clips and some shovels in the whip

Push the cellar ceiling up and make the tower tip

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

I ain’t e’en tryin’, fool, ho, i ball like private school

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

And much good stuff like homemade ice cream

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