This is a song about "Berries and cream"

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

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

You dream of cream and obscene fuck scenes

Cause after all the lights and screams

50 dollars on some shoes you ain't ever seen

Time to go lets load up the coke and cream

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

I make em open up and then the cream goes splatter

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream.

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

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

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

A mans on the ground, and thats not whipped cream

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen