This is a song about "Creamy squishy bun"

I'm back up in this bitch with a bitch i call her cinna bun

Fresh-ass nigga, no wonder why them hoes be open

No it ain't easy

And i'll make things creamy

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star

Judging fine hard. flying right up bootlicking sprintin' like a fuckin' creamy bar

Body bad as hell, her vagina is heaven

He found this ample time to touch her bun,

Cause i'mma put a bun in the oven if i don't put my dick in a coma

To pete. ganja to marijuana. causing psychodrama when i end the