This is a song about "Cone"

Or was it a snow cone? who knows...

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

No remorse stoned on big a dirty slutty cone

Ask rajesh about the snow cone and get the package of raw

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Kick back, relax, and pack my own cone.

Mami told me son, hold your own

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

The truth hurts baby , lick the ice cream off your cone

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

Imma call her and have that bitch lick the tip of my ice cream cone like a