This is a song about "Cones"

Patron black, uh, patron jones

Yall sweeter than ice cream cones

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

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

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

Police setting up roadblocks with cones

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

I don't mean to matthew kemp you, but shit you

I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes

Inside my eyes, cameras replaced my rods and my cones

If we ain't right and always at the throats

Dodgin ratchet hoes, like im dodgin these cones