This is a song about "Cream got em fuckin whipped"

Believe me i'mma be your god

Its all i fuckin' got

Or ya can just stay whipped

If i lost you be patient

A mans on the ground, and thats not whipped cream

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Just before they seen my money in the green

Whatever ya'll mean i ain't got cream

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

And i got 'em running miles,

Yeah im a fuckin missionary, fucked em both missionary,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free