This is a song about "Hand cream"

Caged, and the wonder is seen

And much good stuff like homemade ice cream

She call me daddy like a nigga puff

Like a diabetic eating cream puffs

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream

We self-made but never is an i on the team

Champagne wishes of caviar dreams ?a penis didn't cream?

Stuck on the cream like bavaria

Tequila hit me like a nina

Whatever ya'll mean i ain't got cream

People don't condone what they've never seen

Yall sweeter than ice cream cones

Fake niggas get dial tones

With a nice vanilla cream

You ain't never seen