This is a song about "Cones"

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

Inside my eyes, cameras replaced my rods and my cones

This is oh so much like getting votes

Police setting up roadblocks with cones

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

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

Dodgin ratchet hoes, like im dodgin these cones

Instead they talking bout some thunderstorm, cyclones

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

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

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream

And i don't think homes

Yall sweeter than ice cream cones