This is a song about "Criem scene"

Release that white lumpy cream, teen crime scene,

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

But were gone frome the scene

I'm the head coach of the team

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

Guess who's stepping out on the scene

Ever since i popped out way back on the scene,

I be ahead of these niggas last king guillotine

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

3rd degree no not masonry, its a bloody murder scene,

Its a murder scene, gore ahead,

Your heart was false just like the words you said

It's just felt like our scene

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

They wanna hold us back but we being in the scene