This is a song about "Ice cream and pickles"

They said seven tracks, i said fifteen

Scooping ice cream from that goonies scene

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Seeds and roots and leaves of money trees, cream by any means,

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Pop in a movie and now you dont wanna watch it cause you want an ice cream

I got a dollar and a dream

A mans on the ground, and thats not whipped cream

Here's a dollar kid go buy yourself an ice cream

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen

With shards of ice and glass

Baby, you got that super bass

Pcp, cocaine and ice set me free

And losin all his money

Used to have this white bitch, she looked like madonna though

But was tapping many queens and stacking plentya cream like (whoa)