This is a song about "Cream"

Wicked roots up under me, it was mean, no peaches, cream,

Your developmental league don’t see a team

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

Here's a dollar kid go buy yourself an ice cream

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

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

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

Scooping ice cream from that goonies scene

I'm the head coach of the team

Oh, mama got a visa

Stuck on the cream like bavaria

Yeah, one time for the

Ice cream or vanilla,