This is a song about "Cream whipped"

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

Caged, and the wonder is seen

Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back

One ill cop scars to back/ he gets whipped and whipped but he won't crack/

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

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

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

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

Dicks whipped out of our kecs, watch the crowd retreat and freeze,

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Whatever ya'll mean i ain't got cream

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

Like a fucking pussy whipped bitch, who just seemed like he needed

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh