This is a song about "Dipped cones"

Man he really just dipped

I am just an artist

Escaped through the kitchen bank, dipped it down the interstate

Where every recipient, property of the state

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Police setting up roadblocks with cones

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

Faster and faster i heard sirens so i got back in my car and dipped

This is oh so much like getting votes

Yall sweeter than ice cream cones

Your wife's opened a new store, store's got a new mans cones,

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

The shit, you can mention me if anybody ask you

Sipping on some mountain dew, cones i've had a few

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Benjamins dipped in stripper love no kiss or hugs