This is a song about "Cones"

Police setting up roadblocks with cones

If we ain't right and always at the throats

Your wife's opened a new store, store's got a new mans cones,

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

If it wasn't bad enough your labels are hoeing you

Sipping on some mountain dew, cones i've had a few

Inside my eyes, cameras replaced my rods and my cones

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream

They wait on my return, i am az-zahir hakim

Brighter than yellow bones

Yall sweeter than ice cream cones

Dodgin ratchet hoes, like im dodgin these cones

Wouldn't it be nice if the banks didn't fuck up the loans