This is a song about "Ice cream cake"

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

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

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

From miami to l.a. back to manhatten where the big cake

My all gold rolly or the

Ice cream or vanilla,

Bitches pursue me like a dream

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

And i don't think homes

Yall sweeter than ice cream cones

It's roc nation, this my team

And much good stuff like homemade ice cream

I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

Don’t even gotta break the ice