This is a song about "Cream or the crop"

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

But... what's oreo without the cream?

I'm a fucking kid acting like the world to me is cream

They wait on my return, i am az-zahir hakim

So we're plottin up a scheme to get the seven figure cream

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

But i have the nerve to serve a teen to get my cream

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Time to go lets load up the coke and cream

Where i'm from, if you ever seen what i seen

Young and dumb, or even old and stupid

Chase cream with the same team since a little kid

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

But... what's oreo without the cream?

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

What is it the looks? or are you too much of a cream puff