This is a song about "Chocolate custard ice cream"

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

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

But that's only in the future, y'all cold as hot chocolate,

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Flooding flushes, poker chocolate chips, the biscuits soggy

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

Never commit to stacking someone else's cream

And much good stuff like homemade ice cream

Then keep your change like an oink machine

Ice cream or vanilla,

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

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

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

Like a diabetic eating cream puffs