This is a song about "Cream pie"

Face still dry, wasnt born wit shit fuk ya slice of pie

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

The impact of our biggest pie bit, weakest priority,

You're fucking with me, nigga

Ice cream or vanilla,

With a nice vanilla cream

And lead tha whole team

Yall sweeter than ice cream cones

Please put that in your notes

Like a diabetic eating cream puffs

Nibblin' on ya ear, she love that teasin' stuff

Respect equality and a right to make cream

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

Well maybe just that one motive, you know about cream

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream