This is a song about "Cream cheese"

See more ice than a hockey goalie

We getting cheese like it's macaroni,

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

I’m in the air bitch, diamonds clear bitch

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

Respect equality and a right to make cream

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

Your gonna be on top nigga

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Never commit to stacking someone else's cream

Whatever ya'll mean i ain't got cream

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

"get on your knees bitch please i'll make you into swiss cheese"

I just wish for big tit chicks and getting cheese

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease