This is a song about "Ice cream and cake"

But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

And if your patient you'll be the one taking the cake

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

Respect equality and a right to make cream

With shards of ice and glass

Lights will flash, cars will crash

Aint really too concerned about the fuckin platinum and ice

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

And much good stuff like homemade ice cream

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

Hold onto dreams and see where the cream has got us

Don't cross me, cause my friend, i'm no jesus

And you acting grown, doggy you ain't back at home

The truth hurts baby , lick the ice cream off your cone

Sipping on that quarter oj, ice and water

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir