This is a song about "Ice cream cake"

Never commit to stacking someone else's cream

Cheated on light skin dominique when we was seventeen

Imma call her and have that bitch lick the tip of my ice cream cone like a

Hell yeahwould you kill for me nigga?on my grandmother, nigga

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

But... what's oreo without the cream?

Scooping ice cream from that goonies scene

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen

Respect equality and a right to make cream

We're freaky leeches, no sweet peaches or cream,

Be the king, that was part of my dream

She like, girl you wrong running away from home

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

Just before they seen my money in the green

And much good stuff like homemade ice cream