This is a song about "Cone"

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

You feel it from your head to your toes

I'm winning cause ricky made my mistakes known

No remorse stoned on big a dirty slutty cone

So i guess you think you grown

Kick back, relax, and pack my own cone.

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone

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

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

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

But that's a lie, so give this thug a tryi'd rather be ya nigga

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