This is a song about "Hand cream"

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

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

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Self-esteem at top cream of the cream, i score the green, whore.

Respect equality and a right to make cream

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

And i don't think homes

Yall sweeter than ice cream cones

Y'all wonder 'bout the money, man we got plenty cream,

Just before they seen my money in the green

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

Bitch screaming i want this cream-pie tease,

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

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team