This is a song about "Cookies and creme"

This how i hear it different

Social conditioning and

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

As much as i wanna leave

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

And a fridge and some broccoli

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

It's roc nation, this my team

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment